Last month, in some stupid late-night fit of late-night stupidity, I signed up for a trial week’s subscription on some real-estate foreclosure thing, that was supposed to give me the scoop on… whatever… help me cash in on other people’s misery, you know, the foundation of real estate… But I forgot that I signed up, so I forgot to use the site to make my fortune in real estate, and then I forgot to cancel the subscription before the trial week ended, and a few weeks later, there appears a $49 charge on my credit card.
In the disclosure, of course it says, no refund of unused WHATEVER WHATEVER BLAH BLAH BLAH… it actually says “Neener neener, you signed it, we got your money this month, sucka!”
I was so sick. Do you know how many hours I have to work to make $49? A lot. An embarrassing amount of hours. Especially with a bachelor’s degree…
So I called and I talked to “Kevin” from Mumbai India, where no one is named Kevin. And Kevin looked up my account and my usage, or NON-usage, and he exclaimed, GEE, you didn’t even use this! And I said, yeah, Kevin, I know, RIEEEGHT?! And he said, gee, but it’s been on your credit card for TWO WEEKS now, and you’re just realizing this NOW?! Umm… yeah… I’m just realizing this now… KEVIN.
So I said, knowing full well that the disclosure says they won’t refund my money, I said, Kevin, I didn’t use this service, it doesn’t fit my situation, I would like a refund… And Kevin said, well, I will put in your request for a refund, I will stop this service, and you will get an answer in 2 days. I said thanks Kevin, you’re a peach.
I hung up the phone and kissed my $49 good-bye. I vowed to somehow figure out how to use this stupid site for the remainder of the month, and somehow make enough money buying and selling real estate to recover that $49.
Two days later, I get an email that my refund has been granted.
In my world, that’s a WIN. Still WINNING, as Charlie Sheen would say…
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