
I’m thinking and certainly hoping that I’m getting better. Tuesday night/Wednesday morning were tough on me with almost constant bathroom trips. It sure was the path to quick weight loss! I lost more than 20 pounds in the last few days. My feet are now swimming in my sandals and my hands are skinny. Wow!
Wednesday I packed up the RV and Rhett and I ventured out on our own for the first time. The night before I looked at car stereos at WalMart, but just bought the installation kit. Wednesday we made the 20 mile trek to Fry’s Electronics. I bought their cheapest $40 CD/radio and sprung to have it installed. I bought new speakers, but Heather said she would put them in
I am sooooooo thankful that the installation was done by someone else! It took the guy about 3 hours and he did lots to make it work. Would I ever go back to Fry’s again? NO WAY IN HECK!!!!!!!!!
The store was bigger than a super WalMart, but had no electric scooters for old, wimpy people like me. I was already going in weaker than usual. If there was a sign saying where car stereos were, I did not see it, so it took some effort to find. The store was full of employees that I was not able to catch the attention of.
I bought the radio and back speakers. I was pretty sure, but not certain that I needed 4″ speakers for the front. The guy told me I could have the tech look under the dash and let me know the size for sure. If I had known then how the rest of the afternoon was going to turn out, I would have run out the door screaming.
The waiting room was like a torture chamber. They had a TV that lost signal at least once a minute. It would pixilate and the sound would cut out. Of course it was set on Jerry Springer at FULL BLAST. That is an incredibly offensive program that I would never, ever watch. I lasted maybe 5 minutes before opening the shop door and begging the guy to tell me what size speakers I needed for the front. I told him the TV was obnoxious. He gave me a big, goofy grin and said he would call the car audio department and tell them the right size.
Rhett and I trudged in the store again, VERY glad to be away from the TV. But, I was dragging and drooping and struggling to walk. We had to go all the way back to the right department, get the speakers they insisted were right, then make the very long haul to the end of the cashier line and then be funneled in to a register. For the second time, I told EVERY employee to tell their bosses that the store needed electric scooters. A bunch of cashiers smiled, shrugged their shoulders and said they hear that a lot. Sigh….
Then back to a very, very long wait for the radio install. I felt like I was going to go INSANE from the faulty TV. You would think an electronics store could do better
Finally I saw the guy putting the radio back together and he opened the bay door and backed our RV out. The other installer was looking in and questioned what size speakers “my” installer had said I needed. Yup…he had called in the wrong size
He said I could leave Rhett and the RV where it was. It was still a darn long walk for me. When the “bag police” checker said something, I begged him to talk to his bosses about electric scooters. I then went to the returns desk. I was kinda losing it at that point. The guy launched into giving me store credit and I needed to trek all the way back, go through the lines again, etc. I said “I’m going to cry” and burst into tears. It was all more than I could take
I felt like such an idiot standing there crying…but I had exceeded all tolerance levels by that point.
Suddenly someone got me a chair and supervisors appeared. THEY went and got the speakers, and claim they upgraded me to the next best speakers for free. I told the supervisor EVERYTHING. I was sooooo not happy
Although I’m glad they sort of made some things right at the end, I was very NOT happy with my Fry’s experience. From now on I’m going to stick with smaller places!
I’ve been awake for 3 hours now tossing and turning and feeling distressed while thinking about all that happened. I did not describe even half of it
I figured I might as well sit up and write about it so I can then conk out in peace….
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