It's the neverending saga...

... of the certain home goods store that shall forever and a day remain nameless.

Oh yes, bloggy buds. The story lives on. And on. And on. It never dies. It never sleeps, though it haunts me in mine.

This latest chapter in our little story does not include a package, however. Oh no. This time it includes a random online banking check-in (which I try to do often to keep up on the finances and such) and a credit to my card. A credit for the exact amount of my original purchase, for which I was charged but once.

So now the story reads:

One order
Of six items
Sent twelve times
With zero dollars out of my pocket

People, you cannot make this stuff up.

I'm not quite sure what to do at this point other than curl into a fetal position, crying and questioning my very existence on this insane planet. With the economy being in the toilet and all, is it really wise to both waste product and give away free cash? I'm thinking that's a no.

I owe all of my jewelry customers a big apology. Never have I sent multiple products over and over again for free. I didn't realize this was how retail worked. They don't teach you these fine points of business sense in college, you know. If only all businesses operated backwards this way. Can you imagine?

One mortgage note
Twelve houses
Zero monthly mortgage payment

One full time job
Plus twelve hours overtime
Zero income

One Crystal
Twelve blogs
Zero sanity

I always liked math in school, but this has been a wee bit ridiculous, don't you think? My brain hurts.