Give Me My Gold Back!
Wherein The Gord shares even more gold.
“It’s been three weeks since I ordered my game that I pre-paid for. I’m tired of waiting, I want my money back.”
“Ok. What’s your phone #?”
<Gord looks up the phone number in the pre-sales and pre-pays>
“Uhm, I can’t seem to find it. What’s your name?”
<Gord looks up the name, both first and last, and finds nothing>
“What game was it you ordered?”
“Chrono Cross.”
“That’s odd. I have had those in stock since January. I shouldn’t have taken a pre-pay on that.”
“I’ll just take one of those then.”
“I can’t find any record of you at all. Are you sure you pre-paid?”
“Here’s my receipt! Are you calling me a liar?”
<Dramatic pause>
“Ma’am. This is a receipt from Microplay. Perhaps they would be more likely to give you a refund, being that they took your money in the first place.”
ABOUT THIS ARCHIVED STORY
BOOK Annoyances
CHAPTER Chapter Twelve
SOURCE https://actsofgord.com/Annoy/chapter12.php
NOTE Original wording, spelling, emphasis, and paragraph breaks preserved from the recovered archive.
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