Day comes, bike goes together, and ooh, ooh, feck, the Mongoose seatpost doesn't fit. Nor does the freewheel remove itself from my old wheel (neither does the 44 tooth chain-ring but that was bad planning on my part). Once again, despite being pissed off, i thought, 'never mind, I'll just order new stuff', after all, the last lot only took a couple of days; this lot shouldn't take any longer right?
Wrong.
The day it's meant to arrive, nothing.
One day late, nothing.
By this point I'm going off my face, pissed off, and dragging everyone around me down. It was a feeling of waste, that this beautiful bike wasn't being used. The feeling is similar to waiting for a bus that isn't going to come, you know it isn't going to come, but you wait anyway. You decide not to move because of the incredulous anxiety that the bus might, just might turn up. If you dont get the metaphor, screw it, I know what I mean, I get a bus every day, even if you don't. And bus can be interchanged for whatever mode of transport you like.
Anyhow, 2 days late, nothing until 12 noon. At which point I get a phone call from Winstanley's (best mail order bike shop around). The transcript probably went a little something like this;
Winstanley's; Hi is Max Bienkowski there?
Me; Yep, this is him.
Winstanley's; Ok, err, we've got a bit of bad knews about your seatpost.
Me; Yeah..
Winstanley's; Well we got it back from the bike show, and the Mutiny seatpost was, well, it's unsaleable.
Me; Ok..
Winstanley's; So we haven't mailed the parts yet because we want to know which seatpost you would like instead.
Me; What have you got for the same price?
Winstanley's; Err, the Primo rod for �12.99.
Me; Yeah, sounds good.
Winstanleys; Ok, we'll mail that today, it should be there on Monday, sorry bout this.
Me; Ok no problem, bye.
<Conversation Ends>
WHY THE FUCK DO THEY HAVE TO COME ON MONDAY? THE DAY I GO BACK TO SCHOOL, WHY? BASTARDING STUPID DINGED MUTINY SEATPOST! BOLLOCKS BOLLOCKS BOLLOCKS!
Anyway, it was done, and I was angry as hell, but they're due tomorrow (from date this was written (25/04/04)). That's if something hasn't happened to the mail van, or the world hasn't gone down the pan. Moral of the story: Don't buy a cheap shit bike to start with."