Quoted from cottonm4:For those who question the desire for a certain number, I can partially understand. I come from the world of Corvettes.
Spoiler Alert: This is about a business deal that went bad for me 40 years ago. I'm not trying (or I don't think I'm trying) to hijack the OPs thread and I apologize if I overstep and if I have overstepped I will ask the mods to remove what I say. Along with the Corvettes there was the '56 Harley-Davidson panhead I was doing a mild chop job to.
This was way before email and iPhones. It was telephone calls at expensive long distance prices and snail mail.
I ordered a custom set of stainless steel spokes for my front wheel from a shop in California. I had learned about these spokes from an article in Custom Chopper. I made the order and the spokes did not arrive. I waited about three weeks before I called the company to inquire as to the whereabouts of my spokes order. I was told that USPS had returned the package to the shop in Cali and that the order would be sent out again.
About a week later I got my order from the post office. I got the spokes but there were no spoke nipples. Since these were custom spokes a standard motorcycle spoke nipple would not fit. I was in a jam; I needed the custom spoke nipples to fit the custom spokes.
Here is where it gets tricky. I hope I can explain with clarity: I opened the box that was sent to me. Inside that box was another box with my name in the address block and my address in the address block, however, my address was not correct. This was the first box that was sent and it was addressed incorrectly and returned to the California spoke company. I opened this first box ( or box within a box ) and pulled my spokes out. I also removed a receipt the company placed inside the box with my correct address written on the receipt. There were no nipples. The reason there were no nipples is that who ever packed the box out in California did a lousy taping job that left more than half of a bottom box flap open. During shipping the package of nipples fell out of the box and then the box was returned to the company because it as address in correctly. When I called, they asked for my address and stuffed the incorrectly addressed and incorrectly taped box into the second box and resent the package to me.
To recap: The company included a receipt inside the box with my correct address, then addressed the box incorrectly and did not tape the box correctly. And my spoke nipples got lost.
I called the company and the the assistant/receptionist/office lady (soon to be the fking office lady answered the phone.
ME: Hello. I am calling about an order of spokes and nipples I bought. I received the spokes but there were no nipples in the box.
SHE: Well, we sent them and because you did not give us your correct address the post office returned the box to and we only knew where to send it after you called us and then gave us your correct address.
ME: I'm sorry. I have the copy of your receipt that you placed inside the box and you all did not address the box correctly. You had my correct address. The first box was not packed correctly and the nipples fell out of the bottom of the box. I have all 40 spokes but no nipples. And since these are custom nipples I cannot use any other nipples that I have.
SHE: Why you you lying about these nipples?
ME: I'm not lying. They did not make the trip.
SHE: (I don't remember what she said and I asked to speak with the owner).
ME: I'd like to speak with Mr. Buchanan (It was Buchanan's motorcycle frame and spoke shop or something like that. The name Buchanan is burned into my mind to this day).
(Mr. Buchanan comes to the phone and I explain the problem. He seemed like a nice guy but he also seemed clueless to what was going on).
HE: (I don't remember what he said but I did not get satisfaction from him. I was still having to deal with the office bitch).
SIDEBAR: It usually sucks for both customers and employees when an owner is in a business partnership with his wife. I try to avoid those situations like the plague. You can draw your own conclusions.
ME: I don't remember how my conversations with the office bitch went after that but I did not like being accused of lying. We were not having warm fuzzy talks.
....I don't know how much I paid for those spokes but it was a lot less than is going on here with the pinball machine. I do remember it was 40 spokes for Harley wheel hubs. I remember it was enough money from my small paycheck that it hurt. I thought I was just screwed and was not sure what to do next. But I got lucky.
I was in the Navy and stationed at an air station not far from Dallas, Texas. I went to the legal department and asked for the possibility of some help.
And the government helped me !!
A reserve officer from Dallas was doing his weekend duty drill and wrote a letter to the company and stated what had happened and requested that a wrong be made right. The letter went out on official letter head. It was addressed, IIRC, to the owner of the company.
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A few days later I got a package in the mail with the custom nipples I needed. Inside the box the nipples arrived in, there was also a letter written to me from the office bitch.
" Dear Mr. Day,
Here are the nipples that you claim that you did not receive. Please be advised that we are sending you these nipples only so that we can avoid hearing from you again !"
There was no signature. No Best Regards. No nothing. It was just here are your fking nipples now leave us alone.
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I never could figure out why that old girl got so wound up about some nipples. It was not like I was going to make a necklace to wear or use as party favors; They only had one purpose in life which was to spoke a wheel with custom spokes.
I remember that I was jazzed with the stainless spokes because they were and excellent quality spoke and they would not rust.
I don't know if the business survived or how much business that woman drove off.
I also remember that I was so heated that I had visions of sending out a box filled with scorpions for the office bitch to open.
I don't remember how much I spent except it was less than a hundred dollars and probably less that $50.00. But in 1973, $50.00 was still a lot of money. Hell, $20.00 was lot of money ! Gas was only 36.9 cents per gallon.
And I don't know how I would have behaved if it was big dollars like what is going on here. I for sure would not be relaxed about it. Woe to anyone who told me to chill out.
I feel for the OP. For whatever reason, his expectations were not met. It sounds to me like it was Stern that dropped the ball first and tried to salvage the deal and not to the satisfaction of the OP. If there was nothing on paper it is time to unwind the deal. But it also appears that the seller already spent the money and was choking to cover the refund; Always one of the hazards when working with borrowed money.
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I have owned two businesses. I know what is it like to have to cover the monthly nut, payroll, utilities, and taxes. Deals get made in a hurry to get some money in the register. There is the temptation to say anything to get the prospective buyer to open his wallet. Sometimes things get said that should not have been said; Sometimes things don't get said that should have been said. "I"s do not get dotted and "T"s do not crossed; Many times things work out because Lady Luck blessed the deal. And some times the shit hits the fan and everybody starts looking for the "T"s and "I"s that were ignored in an effort to satisfy needs, lust, greed, desires and wants like "right now".
There should have been a written contract on this pinball deal. It does not sound like there was. But this is speaking from the benefit of hind site.
In all transactions there has to be some element of trust or nothing would ever get done.
We don't want to pay the expense of an escrow service but we want that pin so we send thousands of dollars to some stranger that sometimes turns out to be a scammer. We put up with a rude seller who has no patience for answering questions because we REALLY need or want what he is selling.
We want to sell whatever it is we are wanting to unload but don't want to pay a cut to the escrow service so we buy some pie-in-sky story from a prospective buyer, send the product out, and then get stuck with a bad check. We put up with a prospective buyer who asks the dumbest of questions because he, as a buyer, is scared of his own shadow and we really need that sale.
I'll stop flapping my gums now. If you read this far and got something from it, then thank you. I gave the spoiler alert so if you kept reading and were annoyed, that is your fault. OP, I'm not trying to hijack you and if I have offended you, I apologize and the Mods can take this down .