I got up today bursting to get to work.
Life had other plans. New refrigerator. Defective. Going through warranty claim is like pulling teeth- they want the 14-digit number from the receipt and there isn’t one, and of course you can’t talk to a human being. I suspect if I ever get through to one I’ll only understand about a third of the words, which I also understand makes me a Nazi.
Back when I can.
Hold off on loading new stuff, OK?
And I’ll have more comments on this when I get it attended to.
UPDATE
Suffice it to say I have a greater understanding of resentment against highly rewarded CEOs who preside over such customer-hostile after-purchase ways to make getting simple help such a labyrinthine Catch-22. I remember years ago trying to assemble furniture according to the instructions and fantasizing another scene for the Saw franchise– stick a bear trap with a timer around his neck and he’s got an hour to complete the assembly.
Anyway, I also had an article to write, and that takes precedence. I’m now gonna see how much of my inbox I can tackle, but expect a lot of tips to go unused.
I feel for you David. It is always a challenge to get support resources sufficiently competent to be able to actually assist you.
Since this is a new refrigerator David we potential consumers need to know what is the make and model so we can avoid owning a unit freezing into inaction. Unless of course you are now a customer service satisfied purchaser.
It’s taken care of– 3rd party installation issue.