On Saturday, after fighting with my piece of junk mower all day, I finally decided to go look at new ones at home depot when Lori got home. Off we went. I had intended just to buy a new push one, but those riding ones are just so nice, I couldn't resist looking. After finally picking out the one we wanted, the one that comes with a FREE CART, it was then down to the "how do we pay for it" part. Use the $200 gift card we got for xmas, the credit card, a combination of the two? Then we realized, WAIT, mom needs a new riding mower too! Let's go in half on it. So we get the special lawn mower magazine and go to mom's. She agrees. Now we have no way to get the damn thing home, since the motorcycle trailer was full of scraps from the floor repair project.
Monday me and Uncle Wayne go to empty the trailer. Now we can go get the new mower. I finally get to home depot with the trailer in tow on Wednesday. (I sure drive slow! HAHA) My mom gave me a check to cover her share, and my first stop was at the service desk to see if they would take it without her being there. They of course wouldn't, and told me that I needed to have my name on her account (it is, just not on the check) or have power of attorney to use her check. We have the same last name, how fucking hard is this? I stand there and look dumb for a minute, and then decide that I will just put the whole thing on the credit card, and go back the next day and pay her share.
Off to find our 12 year old helper from Saturday....we fill out the paper to take to the cash register, and he says go out and pick out the one you want. There aren't anymore put together. We'll get back to this.
At the cash register....my card gets declined twice. I call the 800 number on the back. They are denying my card because my $14 payment is late. Back to customer service to pay the $14. Back to the register. Yay! The lawnmower is finally paid for.
Since they don't have any put together, 12 year old says they can put one together, and I can pick it up tomorrow. It's going to rain tomorrow, I want it today. Okay, you can have it and you just have to put the seat and the steering wheel on. Meet 'steve' down there. The mower comes out still in the crate, and is put on the trailer with a forklift. No problem, we can get it out. Get it home. 45 minutes and one chainsaw later, and the damn thing is finallly in the yard. By this point we are all too tired to mess with it anymore, and throw a tarp over it, and leave it in the middle of the yard.
The next day, I go to the bank to cash my mom's check. They won't cash it because it has $700 in the box, and "seven" written on the line. Shit. So I take the money out of my checking account and go to home depot and make the payment for my mom's share, and she can pay me back later. what a fucking ordeal. This damn thing better last at least 10 years, because I am not going through this drama again. I'll buy goats first.
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