Turns out that I have a bit of a Thanksgiving hangover, but it’s not the kind you might think. As a treat to ourselves, Liz and I decided a while ago that we were going to forgo Hanukkah presents for each other and instead buy a big screen TV. We’ve had a rough year, for all sorts of reasons, and we wanted a reward. Something a little extravagant.
So on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving I was out doing last-minute shopping for turkey day dinner, and while I was out, stopped by a local eleTurns out that I have a bit of a Thanksgiving hangover, but it’s not the kind you might think. As a treat to ourselves, Liz and I decided a while ago that we were going to forgo Hanukkah presents for each other and instead buy a big screen TV. We’ve had a rough year, for all sorts of reasons, and we wanted a reward. Something a little extravagant.
So on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving I was out doing last-minute shopping for turkey day dinner, and while I was out, stopped by a local electronics shop to do some TV pricing. Well, after some hemming and hawing I walked out having bought a 46" Samsung LCD flat screen TV, to be delivered and installed Friday morning.
Needless to say, I was looking forward to it. Thanksgiving went off well, and first thing Friday morning–Black Friday–the delivery guys came by bright and early. They delivered and installed the new TV, and hauled away my old one, finished and done by 9 am. Nice way to start off the day. Liz and I gave the set a test drive by watching Casino Royale on DVD (in preparation for Quantum of Solace). We dig the new TV.
Saturday, as planned, we saw the new Bond movie (see the MOVIES section for my review), ran a few more errands while we were out, and then came home to enjoy the new TV once again. And just as I was saying that our year of rough sledding had turned a corner, Liz realized that our digital camera–with all of our Thanksgiving photos–was missing.
At first we did an apartment search, but it didn’t take long to figure out what happened. The delivery guys took it. Now, I can’t absolutely prove it–I don’t have them on video stealing it–but the camera was on the dining room table when they arrived and it was gone when they were gone. Beyond them ripping me off, which just gets my goat, I tipped them well for getting there so early for the delivery, and even offered them a slice of left-over pumpkin pie!
#$%@!
I have since visited the shop and lodged a complaint with their security chief, and I’ll be filing a police report, for whatever that will do for me. It’s not like I’ll ever see that camera again. Who knows? Maybe the shop will offer me some sort of store credit, or my homeowners insurance will cover some or all of it. Regardless, getting robbed flat out sucks (third time I’ve been nailed over the years). And on Thanksgiving weekend? That’s just lowdown.
All things considered I’m taking it pretty well at this point, but I can say for sure that I’ll be keeping a closer eye on the delivery men from here on out. And as for the pie? I don’t think so. I’ll be polite, but my days of offering snacks to the delivery men are over.
Post edited by: rcolchamiro, at: 2008/12/02 05:49
