I went back to the optometrist on Friday, April 4. I thought, for sure, that my glasses would be ready. Fooled again! They weren’t. They’re in Sacramento, California. Maybe I should’ve asked my nephew to get them for me. That’s where he lives.
The receptionist told me that it would be another two weeks before my glasses are ready. I like to know how these people stay in business! But I’m sure they don’t treat their regular customers as they’ve treated me. I’m sure if I weren’t a target, I’d have my glasses by now. That means I’ll probably have my glasses by about April 20, almost two months from the date I ordered them. Doesn’t it just make you sick?
I thought of telling them to give me back my money, but what good would it do? I’d probably go through the same thing again with another optometrist. So I have no choice, but to wait, wait, wait.
I definitely will not do business with this company again. They’ve lost my business.
I’m tired of all the b.s. we targets have to put up with. I wish someone would help us. What a hell of a life we live. If you call what we’re doing “living”.
Every minute some miserable psycho makes our life miserable so he can feel better about his disgusting self!