So I ordered a new bike on Wednesday. Supposed to be delivered today. Nothing arrived by early afternoon so I chased it up. I was told the courier delivered it this morning. I wasn’t in (I was), so they left it with a neighbour. They don’t know what number but they have a name. I don’t recognise the name. No card through the door.
So bike shop calls courier. Number 3 they say. I try number 3 – they say no. Bike shop calls courier again. Number 4 they say. Or maybe number 6. It try both of those – they say no.
Bike shop calls courier again. They send the courier back to work it out. Courier arrives with bike that he had left about three streets away. F#@ktard.
Anyway, I have the bike. All excited now I open the box. Wrong bike. Bloody hacked off. I wanted to ride it this weekend. Have to wait until Tuesday now.
What a bunch of muppets.