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1. Chef Rip-Off.
I wrote a complaint to the Attorney General. This caused me to have to send them probably their favorite follow-up of the day, which was "There was a typo in my previous complaint. I accidentally typed "a hamburger bun on wilted lettuce." I meant to write "a hamburger patty on wilted lettuce."
Chef Nourish emailed me today to say that it was impossible to reimburse me on Friday as she had promised as banks aren't open on weekends (what?) but she had refunded my money today. PayPal is still not showing any refund.
ETA: Proof that everything is not homemade, as stated on the website: https://rachelmanija.dreamwidth.org/2271971.html?thread=25852387#cmt25852387
2. The Bookcase.
I forgot to mention that the bookcase people did not give me a mailing address when demanding that I return the bookcase. After repeated emails requesting one, I finally got the return address of "Las Vegas, Nevada." That's it - that's the entire address.
They have not given me a printable postage-paid address label, despite repeated requests. They have not responded to requests for the manufacturer's name or phone number so I can try to call them for replacement parts. I have already complained to Amazon, which says they're a third party and not their responsibility.
ETA: Never mind. After the fifteenth aggravated email, they finally coughed up a printable label. Will a mail person pick it up if I just leave it outside my door (at the top of a flight of stairs, when my mailbox is at the bottom)? I feel like the fact that I have never attempted to personally return a giant defective bookcase or package of comparable size and have no idea how is proof that I am Not A Real Adult (in which case I deeply resent my collection of middle-aged diseases and also menopause.)
I wrote a complaint to the Attorney General. This caused me to have to send them probably their favorite follow-up of the day, which was "There was a typo in my previous complaint. I accidentally typed "a hamburger bun on wilted lettuce." I meant to write "a hamburger patty on wilted lettuce."
Chef Nourish emailed me today to say that it was impossible to reimburse me on Friday as she had promised as banks aren't open on weekends (what?) but she had refunded my money today. PayPal is still not showing any refund.
ETA: Proof that everything is not homemade, as stated on the website: https://rachelmanija.dreamwidth.org/2271971.html?thread=25852387#cmt25852387
2. The Bookcase.
I forgot to mention that the bookcase people did not give me a mailing address when demanding that I return the bookcase. After repeated emails requesting one, I finally got the return address of "Las Vegas, Nevada." That's it - that's the entire address.
They have not given me a printable postage-paid address label, despite repeated requests. They have not responded to requests for the manufacturer's name or phone number so I can try to call them for replacement parts. I have already complained to Amazon, which says they're a third party and not their responsibility.
ETA: Never mind. After the fifteenth aggravated email, they finally coughed up a printable label. Will a mail person pick it up if I just leave it outside my door (at the top of a flight of stairs, when my mailbox is at the bottom)? I feel like the fact that I have never attempted to personally return a giant defective bookcase or package of comparable size and have no idea how is proof that I am Not A Real Adult (in which case I deeply resent my collection of middle-aged diseases and also menopause.)
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