Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Paranoid shoppers
Oh boy. I was ill yesterday, well, ill in the afternoon, as I was today, so I was going to go to bed early. But, of course, I didn't. Instead, I decided to do some random internet shopping, because... I felt like it. I wanted that GIR toy on eBay *squeaks happily* and some random things from HotTopic, because they're moving, and so I would get a 20% discount. And there's only about... 4 days left until the offer ends. But, I don't think I'll get the discount after all. For you see...
I got the GIR toy. Well, obviously I haven't received it, but you know what I mean. So that's... good. But, after many attempts of buying things from HT... OK. I add everything I wanted to the cart. I aquired my Dad's credit card. I type in all the details, and press submit. Then, a message comes up saying it's so HORRIBLY WRONG, and I must redo it NOW or the world will IMPLODE on itself. So, I did it again, because I want my stuffs. I must have done this operation about 10 times, and the same error messages come up:
- We're unable to process your order. Please check the billing address and try again. Please note, the billing address must be entered exactly as it appears on your statement.
- We're unable to process the submitted credit card information.Your shopping cart has been cleared and no charges have been made to your credit card.
When that second one comes up, I have to add the items to the cart AGAIN. So, as you could tell, I was getting slightly p1ssed off as it was nearing 11pm. Did they want to sell their goods to me? So, I sent an email, asking WTF WAS GOING ON ON THE BLOODY MOTHERF*CKING WEBSITE... And I got a nice reply today. Turns out that their international ordering has technical issues, and so I will have to phone up instead. Oh yes, I would like to spend £15 per minute for ordering some stuffs... No I wouldn't. So I asked if there is an alternative solution. I have yet to get a reply. Personally, my Dad said an idea. That is, that they send an invoice and the goods and blah blah blah stuff happens you see where I'm getting at no? No? Suit yourself.
Not much time to sort this mess out, so I hope this is sorted out before my house spontaniously combusts with me inside it.
