Things go wrong most of the time pt 2
June 17, 2012
Plane lands. Stop at Golden Gate Bridge. Phone rings. I dont hear it. I check the time. Four thirty. I have a missed call. The number, 650. I google the area code. Its california. It must be the bike shop. A voicemail appears. It's them. "Hi, this is...REI in San Carlos. Just wanted to let you know we got your bike in here, it was shipped to us in San Carlos. If you want us to assemble it, it is 25 dollars. If you want to let us know". 25 dollars!?? I call Denver's REI. I call Californian REI. "We're not paying those 25." "[fine, we're not assembling them until Thursday.]" PROBLEM."We need to leave Monday." We need the bikes assembled. We call bike shops, most are closed. They won't help until bafter Monday. We need to leave Monday morning....we continue calling....
