Some guy on my “buy now- bike shortages” post asked me if I sell used cars. I thought it was kind of funny. Then I was offended. Now I’m pissed. I’m pretty sure I’ve been called a liar. So this is why I put the post up:
Saturday, March 15th 2003- Local Bike Shop:
Customer: “I am ordering a Brand “A” SuperKona tri bike today, here’s my $2000. I also want a set of Model X Whizzer wheels, here’s another $1400 for that.”
Store guy: “Ahh, OK, I’ll order that on Monday, it may take about three or four weeks according to the manufacturer…”
Customer: “Wow, ahh, that long? Ahh, OK, but I have a race on April 15.”
Store guy: “Well, it would have been good if you got in here earlier, I can’t guarantee delivery by then- basically I can’t make a commitment for someone else. We’ll do our best.”
Two weeks later:
Customer calls: “Is my bike in?”
Store guy: “Nope, I’m sorry, it isn’t- I’ll call and check on it…”
Bike store guy calls company:
“Hi, Brand “A” Bikes?, yeah, this is Dickweed from Dickweed bikes in Nowhere, Nebraska. We order a 55cm SuperKona two weeks ago and were wondering where it is…”
Guy at Brand “A” bikes: “Ah, Oh let me check on that…”
On hold five minutes. Plays country music.
Brand “A” guy comes back: “Ah, it seems Yubangi rebels have overthrown the government in the country where we get the frames from. Three week delay. Also, Histano derailleurs are in short supply right now becasue the dollar is weak against the Rammsteinian Urgle currency. Nothing we can do about that. We’ll hold on to your order…”
Four weeks later:
Customer calls: “Ahh, hey, you guys lied to me. You promised I would have my bike without fail in four weeks or less. You promised. I have a race, the biggest race of my existence, the sum total meaning of my birth, this weekend. I am scheduled to get cancer the following Monday. I need that bike. I must have that bike. Cancel all your other commitments in life and pull my bike out of your anus now…”
Bike shop guy: “Ahh, OK”
Hangs up the phone, turns to boss (me) and says, “Ahh, I am getting a job at Starbuck’s. I quit.”
That’s why I decided to tell you guys about buying a bike now. I knew no one would listen. At least I tried. Just don’t blame me when your bike is late. I had the balls to speak up.