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I TOOK HIM BACK TO WAL-MART
My ex-husband and I fought constantly, Why I married him, I'll never know. For all those miserable years I said My hubby has got to go!
Tried poisoning cakes, stripping his brakes, Salting his pork chops with lime. Wiring his chair, igniting his hair Even though playing with fire is a crime.
But I failed at each plot 'til I suddenly thought Of a way that would set me free! I got rid of him for good and, know what? They couldn't do a thing to me!
I took him back to Wal-Mart! They'll take anything back you know! They said they couldn't recall selling him, But they must have if I said so.
They just credited him to my Visa and said, "Y'all come back now, 'ya hear?" They were so nice, polite, pleasant and insistent, I took back his mother the next year!
They'll take anything back at Wal-Mart, Though it's broken or rotten or sweet. And know what else? This time of year You don't even need a receipt!
All kidding aside, one of the ways Wal-Mart is fucking up the rest of the retail landscape is their abominable return policy. To compete with Wal-Mart, you almost have to be willing to take back anything anyone wants to bring in, which leads to this wonderful tale of woe...
We sold a customer some mahogany plywood about four months ago. He was happy as hell because it's nice material and the price isn't bad. He took the wood home and made a bookcase out of it.
About two weeks after he did this, he saw an ad in the paper for Builder's Bargain Center, which is part of a chain of outlets in the south that sell cull lumber, seconds, Number 3 stock, and other real low-grade material. They had 3/4-inch plywood for $19.95 per sheet; the wood we sold him was over $30 per sheet because it was worth over $30 per sheet. ($20/sheet 3/4" plywood is a material called "blows"--when they make plywood, part of the process is to put a four-foot-high stack of it into a hydraulic press that's in an oven, apply 300 pounds pressure then heat the oven to dry the glue. When they relieve the pressure, the top few sheets in the stack will delaminate, or "blow," along the edges. You can sell this cheap because if you trim six inches off all four sides of the sheet, you have a real nice piece of material.) This guy took out his Sawzall, cut the bookcase up, put the pieces back in his truck, brought it and his receipt back to Home Depot and asked for a refund. The cashier refused and called me. I came up, took one look at the "return," and refused it. "Why won't you take it back? I have my receipt and your policy states you take back merchandise with a receipt." Our policy also states that after you cut it into thirty pieces, glue and nail it together, and paint it blue...it's yours. (Yes, he brought the half-used can of blue paint too. We didn't refund that either.) The guy got pissed off, started screaming "you'll hear from me," turned around and stormed out, leaving the cut-up bookcase with us. I tagged it "do not throw away," put it on a pallet, shrink-wrapped it and put it behind the building.
Three hours later, a guy in a suit walked in. He was the lawyer for this customer, who was going to file a million-dollar lawsuit against us for breach of contract and some other stuff--I think mental distress was in there, I know financial loss was--because we violated our return policy by not giving him a refund. I took the lawyer behind the building and showed him the cut-up bookcase. I thought it violated the Code of Judicial Ethics for lawyers to laugh that hard.
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