The Wii That Never Was

  This is a lot of things, I guess. A call-out (that will probably never go answered), a rant, and just a reminder that all people selling things aren't exactly the best or the most honest. At the core of it all, it's me just me getting stuff off my chest that came from another time. It's been so long since this happened, but $290 dollars and some change is a lot of money, period. Still, this is like reopening one of the most annoying wounds of my e-commerce past. It just popped up today, and I'm in the mood to speak on it.

  Remember when the Wii was the hottest thing around 2009-2010? Remember when everyone wanted one? I remember, because we didn't have the black family Wii until years later. I wanted my own, and somebody in a group I knew was giving them away. I had just enough scratch from a Financial Aid refund at Roosevelt to get it. I decided to get it. I'd been a good little worker bee that year, and so I deserved a game-modded Wii. I leapt at the opportunity to get said Wii when it was offered in a post. Simple transaction on PayPal. Get the money, get the Wii.

"Simple" my a**!

  This turned into the messiest transaction from Internet hell. From unreadable labels to weeks and months of radio silence until I got testy with emails. And even then--hello--all met with excuses, all met with hem and haw, no money. My bottom line is this--if you KNOW you owe me, figure out a way to pay me. Installments or something. If you KNOW you can't write worth a crap, type out a label, print it, cut it, tape it to the box. I wonder if the seller ever thought of that? Instead, I got nothing. Nothing but the urge to send an annual letter asking where the money was, until I foolishly gave up.

So the weeks/months/years pass.

  I know somebody's saying "well it was in 2009/2010! Let it go!" I did, actually. Never forgot it, kept a screencap after I'd dug through PayPal to get the info, but let it go because the money was never coming. For some reason, today, I just decided to see if Twitter lists were a thing. Then I see I'm still on the Gaia Online group list for a guild I belonged to and re-joined last year. You know, you get bored then you unblock folks, you screw around with settings. Then...

I see that I'm blocked by the creator of said list, who is also the one who owes me the money.

Cue the music.

Cue my emotional behind thinking "the NERVE!"

  I mean, yeah maybe I post annoying crap all the time on Twitter, but people usually just unfollow me once the magic has worn off. I feel like he did this to specifically get rid of me, and sweep what happened between us under the digital rug. But what am I gonna do? If the  (long gone) video I posted in didn't work, the long gone emails didn't cut it, and the semi-incriminating screencap means nothing, what can I do? What can I do but tell all of you that this is the reason why I am somewhat hesitant to do deals with people who sell things from their own homes, and not an online store? What can I do but tell you this man cheated me out of $290 bucks, and couldn't pony up or just send me the product? I might not have all those emails, but I remember having that card in my hand, sending what little pennies I had to do what I loved-GAME. So, below is the transaction, capped.

  Out of all those years, why now? Why on this blog? It just reopened a wound I can do nothing about. That was money wasted, and I can never get it back. Not because the person can't give it to me, but almost that they WON'T. So I know a lot of people care about this man, love and like this man--and I used to like him too because I thought he was funny and interesting--but there's a bit of bad blood here. When you do bad and dishonest business with people, it just leaves a bad taste in eveyone's mouth. Or, maybe not. It just seems that it was easier to block me and sweep me under the rug, than it was to pay me the money.

And that's just how it goes sometimes.

  Just saying, that in this day and age--it's easy to find me, my email address, and to scrape up some dimes to get this settled. To hem and haw and get "a certain way about it" just makes me feel like he's said "nertz to Veronica/LadyGlamSlam!"

  What can I do? I know that sometimes people have it hard. But come on. Find a way. That's all I was saying. It's not like I got really nasty about it. What did I do? Asked. Yeah I got mad, made a video about it years ago, but....I still was calm about it. I might be annoyed/mad about it now, but I'm still in a state of calm despite that little screen cap.  This wasn't going to become a Rihanna moment, because it wasn't necessary. Lot of money, but not worth calling people names. But alas, into the void it goes.

Again.

(This is why you can't do business with every-freakin-body.)