GRRR!

I have to vent, otherwise I may just end up calling the guy back to bitch him out.

I have been on the lookout for ice skates for the kids this week.  I found 2 pair of adjustable ice skates for $20 each.  (different sellers)  One guy called me back after we had a pickup time scheduled to say that his wife just gave them away to the neighbor.  She didn't know he was selling them Okay - well, thanks for calling.

The other guy called me bright and early Thursday morning while I was out to say that he wanted to get a pickup scheduled and he could do anytime Friday or Saturday.  I told him that I thought 1:00 on Friday would work for me, but I would have to double check my calendar once I got home.  I called him back at 3:30 that afternoon to confirm that it did indeed work for me.  He asked that I call him 10-15 minutes before I get there to make sure he isn't on a conference call and will be available at the door - he works from home.  Sure, I can do that.

So I head out, with kids in tow, on my way to his house.  It's up in Crystal so I figured I would call him once I get a little north on 169.  I had to pull off at a gas station because the tire pressure light came on - which often does, due to a slow leak.  After stopping at TWO gas stations to finally find a working air pump, I had to pay $0.75 for air!  Anyway, before we took off I called the guy to let him know I was about 10 minutes away.  Here's the call.

Jerk: Hi, this is Chip.
(Yeah, I shit you not.  His damn name is "chip".)
Me: Hi Chip, This is Deb Pladsen.  I just wanted to call and let you know I'm about 10 minutes away.  You had asked me to call.
Jerk:  Uh, you'll have to remind me what you're calling about.  (Ok, it was only about 20 hours ago that we last talked.....but ok)
Me:  I'm on my way to pick up the adjustable skates.
Jerk: Those are already sold and spoken for.
Me:  Yeah, I know.  I'm the one you talked to yesterday and set the pickup with.
Jerk: No, someone came last night and bought the skates.  She could come yesterday, first come, first serve.  That's how Craigslist works.
(Now I was PISSED, not just because I had lost the skates, but because I had driven 40 minutes out of my way!)
Me:  WHAT!?  I could have come yesterday too!  You didn't give me that option!  You said Friday.  And that's not how Craigslist works.  We had a pickup time scheduled.  Why didn't you call me to let me know?
Jerk: Sorry.

Well, you know what Chip?  Chip who's cell, address, home and work e-mail I have?  You better hope I get over my childish fit pretty damn quick or I'm gonna sign you up for every friggin' porn site I can find.