"It's here! It's here!" I exclaimed to the silence of my car.
The slightly open mailbox was my first clue as I pulled into the driveway. As soon as my car was in park, I pulled out my phone to see if I received the notification of delivery.
Delivery confirmed, I quickened my pace and jumped out of the car, a 'ding, ding, ding' reminding me that my keys were still in the ignition. I grabbed them, slammed the door, and trotted across the street.
There, in the patient black mailbox, it lay, wrapped with the rest of the mail. I flipped past bills, newspapers, even a card from my in-laws was tossed aside to get to this package.
On a whim a few nights ago, I bit the bullet and ordered one My husband, father, mother, mother-in-law - heck, I think my grandmother even has one. In my effort to live my "one word", healthy, I thought this was an appropriate step. When it came across in my Groupon feed for a second time, I was sunk.
The fact that my husband, father, mother, mother-in-law - and even my grandmother - has one means that I have set up at least four over the last year, so I was fully educated on how to set it up. Everything was plugged in and charging. My phone in one hand and computer screen open next to me, I plodded through the setup, step by step.
Plug it in until it is charged at least 60%.
Check.
Remove from the charger and place in the bracelet.
Check.
Tap on the face several times until you feel a vibration.
Tap tap tap.
Did I miss the buzz? Maybe I wasn't holding it right.
Tap tap tap.
Maybe it wasn't charged all the way. Let me change the settings on the app while I wait for it to charge.
Tap tap tap.
Nothing.
After several more minutes of swearing, mounting frustration, lots of heavy sighs, internet research, and two failed attempts to get in contact with the warranty company, I gave up.
I hadn't realized how much I wanted it, how excited I was to use it, how helpful it was going to be in living my "one word, until the moment I realized -
it's not going to work.
The slightly open mailbox was my first clue as I pulled into the driveway. As soon as my car was in park, I pulled out my phone to see if I received the notification of delivery.
Delivery confirmed, I quickened my pace and jumped out of the car, a 'ding, ding, ding' reminding me that my keys were still in the ignition. I grabbed them, slammed the door, and trotted across the street.
There, in the patient black mailbox, it lay, wrapped with the rest of the mail. I flipped past bills, newspapers, even a card from my in-laws was tossed aside to get to this package.
On a whim a few nights ago, I bit the bullet and ordered one My husband, father, mother, mother-in-law - heck, I think my grandmother even has one. In my effort to live my "one word", healthy, I thought this was an appropriate step. When it came across in my Groupon feed for a second time, I was sunk.
The fact that my husband, father, mother, mother-in-law - and even my grandmother - has one means that I have set up at least four over the last year, so I was fully educated on how to set it up. Everything was plugged in and charging. My phone in one hand and computer screen open next to me, I plodded through the setup, step by step.
Plug it in until it is charged at least 60%.
Check.
Remove from the charger and place in the bracelet.
Check.
Tap on the face several times until you feel a vibration.
Tap tap tap.
Did I miss the buzz? Maybe I wasn't holding it right.
Tap tap tap.
Maybe it wasn't charged all the way. Let me change the settings on the app while I wait for it to charge.
Tap tap tap.
Nothing.
After several more minutes of swearing, mounting frustration, lots of heavy sighs, internet research, and two failed attempts to get in contact with the warranty company, I gave up.
I hadn't realized how much I wanted it, how excited I was to use it, how helpful it was going to be in living my "one word, until the moment I realized -
it's not going to work.

Disappointment is such a hard thing because we set ourselves up for it. I'm sorry your fun thing didn't work!
ReplyDeleteI got over my disappointment and set myself up for more excitement next week! I should have known better to go for price over quality!
DeleteOh, to go from so excited to so disappointed in such a short time! Such anticlimax. I hope you will tray again to contact the company or get a replacement that works.
ReplyDeleteNo such luck, unfortunately, so back in the mail it goes. I did get a new one from a different (better quality) company.
DeleteDisappointment is truth, yes? Your very personal truth. Own it just like this. Thanks for a short dose of Truth on this St Paddy's Day, a day when everybody gets to enjoy the disappointment of the Irish Experience ;)
ReplyDeleteHah! Happy St Paddy's day!
DeleteI could feel your excitement and your disappointment. Now for the fun of sending it back! Yuck!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely. Thought I was on my game and printed out the return label and bought packaging this afternoon!
DeleteI went right on that disappointing journey with you. How disappointing is is to order something, wait days for it to arrive, only to have it not or (or be too small, wrong color, or generally too late for the purpose you needed it).
ReplyDeleteExactly. Sigh. There are a lot of benefits to internet shopping and great deals, but there are a lot of drawbacks as well.
DeleteBeware of a deal that seems to good. Loved the individual lines for the increase in tension when you were wondering if you could make it work. Nicely crafted!
ReplyDeleteI should know better! Thanks Elsie!
DeleteFrustrating, yes! Ironic too that you have even set it up for others but now yours is a no go. What a bummer. Good luck with the next step.
ReplyDeleteThanks! New one comes Thursday.
DeleteDarn it anyway! Hope the new one comes quickly!
ReplyDeleteIt will be here Thursday! :-)
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