Saturday, June 7, 2008

I'm gonna SET OFF in 5..4....3...

One thing you should know about me....nothing comes between me and pair of shoes I want. The good Lawd knows if a pair of shoes becomes the object of my affection its a WRAP! Done deal! They are mine, its just a matter of how much and when. Now, I am a reasonable women, and I do appreciate that shoe love affairs may be fleeting as the seasons and finances are limited. Therefore, if I can't have the real thing I stalk every internet site and local shoe store until I find a knock-off the satisfies my shoe hunger before it blows up and sends my next paycheck down the tubes (Thank you Honnie, Donna, and Kaiesha for preventing that from happening).

Past affections include these spring 2006 Country Pump from Dior. So yummy (enter Homer Simpson drool here). I never bucked the $700, but Auturo Chiang had an awesome renditions for $40 that made me happy. I have also fallen for many a pair of Christian Louboutin pumps (before the mainstream caught on...now red soles are so overdone).

You can only assume at the my latest obession comes from none other than the Sex and The City movie. Dior's Exterme Gladitor Platforms are TOO DIE FOR!!! I blushed everytime they came on screen (I damn near had a coronary when they opened the doors to her closet).

Dior $770

Baker Shoes $69.95

I ordered these puppies as soon as I saw them and had every intention to debut them with my freshly sewn FO's today however Fedex had VERY different intentions. Some BRANIAC delivery person sent my shoes to the WRONG HOUSE. Differenet building #, Different Street name and the only thing they got right is the damn Apt number!! I swear this person must be studing for the Bar because only a pure GENIUS can fumble a order that bad. PLUS my name is CINDY...very girly and I can almost be sure that the 70 something year old man who got my shoes doesn't quiet "look" like a Cindy. So I'm at my desk yesturday and I get a mid morning call from an unknown number on my cell phone. This being very odd, since everyone knowns not to call me during work hours, I picked up. The conversation I wish NO one ever has to experience went as follows:

Cindy: Hello?
James: Uh..Hi...
Cindy: Hi?...
James: What's in the box?
Cindy: What do you mean whats in the box? Who is this?
James: I have a box here, I wanted to know what it is.
Cindy: (Puts 2 & 2 together) Oh damn, they delivered my box to the wrong address. Please don't open the box I'll come by to pick it up. Where are you, what's your name?......

I couldn't go home because I had S-Factor right after work and its Pole Week (I take Pole week very seriously) so I called him back and ask him if it was OK if I came tomorrow and he said yes. Its "tomorrow"and its 4:30pm - I have been calling all day...I CAN'T find James! My day has gone to waste trying to get this man on the phone so I can get my shoes :-(

My takeways on from this experience: avoid using FedEx as your carrier. This is not my first bad experience with them and I NEVER have a problem with UPS. Always leave your phone number on the shipping information. Its usually optional but in the event this was to happen to you at least you can be located via phone.

Wish me luck ya'll. If you don't see a picture of my 6.5's in those pumps before sun down, just know I done went off on some customer service agent at FedEx :-(

6 comments :

toy said...

wow, what a story, they are cute, I may break my behind trying to wear those but they are fierce

toni said...

When I walked by Bakers this morning in the mall the only thing I could see out of every shoe in the window was this one! I completely understand!

Erica B. said...

Is that shoe not utterly fabulous! I sure hope you get yours soon and I can't wait to see those FO's.

Sheila said...

The shoes are FiYah!... looking forward to your debut.

Adrienne said...

Girl that shoe is HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hope you get them soon!

Kelroc said...

Your preaching to the choir sista. I can't STAND Fedex. I have never had a good experience with them. They have lost a package of mine. They always claim they can't find my apartment, yet they pass my apartment delivering to the high school that's only a block away. I could go on. I am there with you! Give them a GOOD BLESSING OUT! Good Luck!