grabbed my blog from myspace( so its a little backdated)

Okay. So I am OOBER PISSED. And here is why. Okay, so last November Mike re-enlisted and got a pretty nice Bonus. Using this bonus, we paid off the bills/credit cards, flew out the parents for christmas and had a nice little holiday, and he bought himself a car. PLUS, we went and finished off our living room. For thos that don't remember, we had a couch. That is it. I had Mayson's little 19 inch princess TV in the Living room so we could watch movies and stuff. So with the bonus, we went and bought a nice coffee table(I LOVE my coffee table), a nifty TV stand and a 46 inch plasma screen TV for the nifty TV stand. Now when we bought the TV, I thought to myself, "well, this is not a cheap TV, so I think it would be wise to purchase the extended warranty in case anything happened to it" so we did. We got the Tv and the warranty. Together, it was spendy. So we get home and of course the mutha fuckin TV is as heavy as it could possibly be, but we got it up on the stand and hung and everything. Now remember, I said this happened last November and I bought an extended warranty. Well, about a week ago, we turn on the boob tube and what do we see??? About 6 inches of the left side is blacked out. A nice little strip down the side of the TV, from top to bottom, six inches wide. so it took 1 fourth of the screen away. We tried resetting the TV, we tried changing the TV format, we tried the DVD player and the PS2, guess what? The mutha fucker burned out the entire left side. 9 MONTHS after we bought it. I am OOBER PISSED at this point then I remember, yay for the extended warranty. NO! I called the company and they're like, we can't return TV's after 6 months from date of purchase. Then they proceeded to say we needed to fill out the warranty registration and submit it to the manufacturer for replacement. Um, 1. The dumb thing had nothing in it, not even a friggin setup guide, we winged it. 2. We live in fucking hawaii, what the hell good is a manufacturer that is either gonna tell us it's gonna cost us hundreds of dollars to ship out another one and return the other one, or tell us tough shit. I'm not happy. Now raise your hand if you know that when Torri gets mad and wants something, she's gonna fucking get it. I called the Corporation that sold me the TV and I didn't even care who answered the goddam phone, I was already livid. I proceeded to scream at the poor girl, I think she might have cried. I felt bad, but I wanted my effin TV fixed. SO I'm yellin at her and she's telling me the manufacturer has the warranty for the first year and AFTER the first year, the warranty I bought from the company would kick in. Did that make me feel better?? No, It pissed me off more. I bought a warranty that wasn't even good for another 3 months. That started another stream of words I shall not repeat. So I'm screaming at this girl, "what the hell good is a damn warranty if your effin company isn't going to honor it, yadda yadda, What would Navy Jag say if I explained this to them, yadda yadda" Oh ma'am no need to get any lawyers involved. SOOOOO, they tell me, I have to have a receipt. I scream some more. What douchebag (not this one) keeps an effin receipt for 9 months. I used a membership card to pay for the damn thing, what the hell is a membership card if they can't pull up my account activity, right?? So That started me up again. I tell you, I made this girl cry. ANd after she calmed down and I took a breather, Through gritted teeth, I explained it again. " I bought the TV 9 MONTHS ago. I bought an additional 80Dollar warranty from the STORE. It DOES NOT WORK and You guys are gonna fix it." So she sends me to the general manager of the store I bought it at. He then tells me that It's gonna take 48 hours for home office to locate and fax over a copy of my receipt to the store and once they got it, he would call me and I could take back my TV for either a store credit, a gift card or an exchange. All I want is the damn exchange. Now mind you, I called about this TV last FRIDAY. He told me he would call me by MONDAY, today is the following FRIDAY and I hadn't heard from him. I tried calling the store ALL WEEK multiple times a day and NO ANSWER. So guess what miss attitude did. I drove to the fucking store and proceeded to ask for every manager they had on duty. I was not leaving without my new TV. And to help my temper, the girl at the counter started her shit about the whole TV's can't be returned after 6 months. Guess who got mad? Me, that's who. Poor lady got frazzled when I was done with her. BUT, I got my receipt, I have a WRITTEN Authorization from the Manager today stating that I was going to bring my fucked up TV in tomorrow and get a new one, (I think he was trying to spare the next lady that talked to me, LOL) I would have brought it back today, but you have any idea how heavy those mutha's are, good lawd. So as soon as Mike gets home in the morning, guess where we goin? damn straight, I want my fucking TV fixed.