lo que pasó, pasó

I had it out with Best Buy again today, the latest in the series of events concerning my laptop. I've hashed it out so many times that it seems pointless to spend time typing it out, but suffice to say I'm effed off at them. Short version: they've had my laptop since May 29 and were supposed to do a data backup, for which I paid $90 for, before sending it out for service. They didn't, and requested the HD be sent back separately so they could do the backup. HD was not sent back, my laptop was returned to me two weeks ago without a) an OS, b) a HD, thus, useless in its form. Brought it to Best Buy and they promised to remedy the situation ASAP. "ASAP" is a relative term. So is "I'll call you back in an hour," because if I hadn't continued to ride them about it, I know I wouldn't have received a phone call back.

So some jackass from the Geek Squad calls me today and says my laptop is back (HD and OS installed) and the data backup is done. I get to the store, and they claim they never called me, because they don't have my laptop. But! They've done the backup. Which is good, but I had already requested the money from the backup be refunded, because I was promised this service would be completed on May 29. The clerk refuses to refund my money, and at my insistence, calls a manager. The manager shows up after a half hour and also refuses to refund my money. I told him that another employee had said I could get a refund, and the manager says, "Well, without anything in writing, there's nothing I can do." Bull-ish! I just happened to have something in writing from an employee, but then the manager says he cannot do the refund without the receipt. I present my receipt. The manager says it's past the 30-day time limit -- the receipt is dated May 28, and today is June 25. You see where I am going with this? This jackass "manager" was trying to act like he was doing me a favor my refunding my money for a service that was promised nearly a month before. Long story short (too late) I got my refund and (most of) my precious data (they'll only backup 9 gigs), but my laptop is still MIA. We'll see how this progresses.

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Before heading to her BBQ yesterday, I made a stop at Whole Paychecks Foods to grab something to bring to the shindig. I made a stop in the beauty products aisle, cause I like to check out the newest froofy organic and organic-type products. As I'm scoping out some lotion, this random BIG guy comes out of nowhere and says, "Wanna look like a million bucks?" I say no and look away, because no matter how many times it's happened, I can't seem to avoid the crazies and end up talking to them longer than I want to. This guy immediately invades my personal space and starts to go off on his "beauty routine." He grabs a bottle of Burt's Bees toner and pours about a third of the bottle into his hand and then splashes it all over his face and bald head. He's pontificating on the wonders of toner and following it with a particular brand of moisturizer, while also telling me about how he spent the whole day at the spa being pampered, after working out. At this point, I can tell there's something not quite right with this guy. Fortunately, at this point an older lady comes up and joins the convo, leaving me free to back out.

The bummer? I was so intent on exiting the convo that I didn't grab the lotion I was wanting to buy. I headed back to the aisle after picking up some "picnic carrot cake" to bring with me, only to find the dude was still there, yapping away. I headed to a different WF today in search of the lotion, but they don't carry it. And! The product website claims the product I was looking for doesn't exist! Weird, wild stuff. Maybe I imagined the whole thing.

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It's been ages since I actually bought a CD, I find it more convenient, and often cheaper, to download, even if it's from iTunes. While I was waiting (and waiting and waiting) at Best Buy today, I browsed their music section, as there've been some CDs I've had my eye on. After leaving Best Buy, I headed to Rasputin to see if they had any used copies of the discs I was looking for. I lucked out with a copy of the Black Album used, but bought Donovan Frankenreiter's older CD and some reggaetón, (I know!) CDs. It was nice being able to listen to them on the way home instead of having to burn them onto a CD before I could transport them. Is this regression?

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My father bought my mother a new car for Christmas last year. But he didn't really buy it, she had to pick it out at a later date. So we went today, exactly six months later, to pick it out. While we were there, my father spots a car that he thinks would serve me well, since my '97 Jetta is wearing down. I need to figure out if I can afford it first, but at a hair under $21,000, it's quite appealing.

'03 C230 Kompressor Coupe

Most of me knows it's not likely to materialize, but hey -- a girl can dream.