Well, having determined that my computer's tech support company probably shipped 4 pieces of bad RAM to my friendly neighborhood computer repair technician instead of just 2, and realizing that I could afford to buy $80 worth of RAM myself rather than lose hundreds off my next paycheck for however many days I would have to call out of work to get help from a tech support line that has proven itself untrustworthy, I ordered 4 shiny new sticks of RAM myself.  I'm an IT professional now, I can replace *RAM* if I have to... it's just motherboards and fiddly little weird parts whose names I don't eve n know that require assistance (and also, tech support is "free").



And this would have been a *great* plan.  A fabulous plan.  A plan that would have worked, and still might.  *If* the company from whom I ordered the RAM for my poor, suffering computer had actually put the RAM in the bag before they shipped it.



As it stands, all I have is a packing slip, and a ticket in the customer service center.  They don't have a phone number, unfortunately.  I don't usually want anything to do with phones, but on one of the few occasions in my life where I actually want to get on a phone and talk to someone toute suite, there's no phone number!  How am I supposed to get the emotional  satisfaction of saying sternly to a poor customer service representative "I would like my merchandise, or my money back!"  (Or both, but I know that's asking too much).



*sigh*



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Your humble proprietor,

Skinner