*enters bar*
*growls*
*orders rum cask*
*driiiinks*
I. Am. Pissed. Piiiiissed!
*drinks*
BioWare store screwed up. I thought they must have shipped stuff to the EU before. Seems they didn't, or they just don't care.
*drinks*
The ****** invoice has to be attached outside of the box. Which isn't, as the nice letter from customs clearance told me today.
So now I have to go there and bring the stupid invoice. Great!
*drinks*
The damn shipment already costed nearly half the worth of the freaking hoodie.
*drinks*
And now - thanks to germany's great cc and their nearly non-existent business hours - I have to take half a day off work, drive to another city and wield around the invoice just to get a hoodie.
*drinks*
Besides they want me to show them the printed invoice. Printed! I'm not that oldschool, I don't have a ****** printer anymore!
*drinks*
Also I was informed that every day they keep stuff for me there, costs me money. The earliest day I can get away from work earlier is next Thursday.
*drinks*
*clears throat*looks around*
I. Will. Never. Ever. Buy. Anything. From. BioWare. Again.
Okay, that's a lie, but it feels good.
*drinks*