The 'I'm a Moron' Chronicles
Mar. 23rd, 2008 02:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thessalianSo I went to check my email when I got up today. I had an email from PayPal, reminding me to redeem a gift voucher I didn't even know I had. Confused, I clicked and read the email. Turns out ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
trishiekaty sent me a gift voucher back at the start of freakin' February to help pay for that Gladstone bag I had my eye on and I didn't even realise because ... well, I guess the email got filtered into my spam trap. So I haven't thanked her for it and it's been nearly two months. How very freakin' remiss of me.
So I decide to go a-hunting on eBay to see what's available, because hey - if I'm going to be sending belated thanks, it ought to be spectacular, no? And whaddya know? There's an auction for a perfect bag, with minutes on the clock. So I bid, and hey presto, I won. With over half the bag (inclusive of postage) paid for, I am a very happy LARPer.
Except that the stupid site won't process the redemption code, despite my best efforts. Initially it was because the email address I was using for my primary on PayPal didn't match up to the one on the code, but I fixed that and the gift voucher did at least show up on my account then. Which was a good sign, I thought. Except no, it still won't process the redemption code, and I'm thinking that this might be because I use ebay.co.uk and she sent it to ebay.com. Stupid bloody regional divides for the utter and complete lose.
So now I'm not entirely sure what to do. First step, obviously, is to talk totrishiekaty (hi, trishiekaty! Thanks, by the way!) and let her know what's going on. Then I figure that since we haven't hit the sixty-day mark, I can still cancel the gift voucher that I can't actually use and make sure she at least gets the money back. After that, I dunno - I'm halfway minded to just say 'screw it' and pay for the thing outright, but then that sucks because she wanted to help and to not let someone help when they wanted to seems not right, somehow. Not to mention that I'm not entirely sure whether I'll be able to afford it without the help at this rate. Which means that my perfect Gladstone bag will go to the next highest bidder, which sucks rocks. Then there's the option of asking her to resend the voucher for ebay.co.uk, in case that works, but to trouble someone who's been so generous with that kind of malarkey just seems wrong. But then again, if it were me sending someone a gift, I'd want to make sure the recipient got the full use out of it, and it'd sadden and/or annoy me if the recipient couldn't use it for its intended purpose and had to ditch the whole thing.
Wow, I never thought 'do as you would be done by' could look selfish.
Anyway, I think the only thing to do is to talk totrishiekaty and see what she has to say about the whole thing. Her gift, her choice. Meanwhile, I'll just go snarl and kick things. Well, actually, no I won't, because I have mysterious bruises under the toenails of both big toes and they hurt like a bitch so I think staying off my feet is a thing. I have no idea how the hell I hurt my feet so badly, but I would probably point at Brighton Below and the Ill-Fitting Boots of Doom for that one. Next time? I bring a change of shoes.
trishiekaty sent me a gift voucher back at the start of freakin' February to help pay for that Gladstone bag I had my eye on and I didn't even realise because ... well, I guess the email got filtered into my spam trap. So I haven't thanked her for it and it's been nearly two months. How very freakin' remiss of me.So I decide to go a-hunting on eBay to see what's available, because hey - if I'm going to be sending belated thanks, it ought to be spectacular, no? And whaddya know? There's an auction for a perfect bag, with minutes on the clock. So I bid, and hey presto, I won. With over half the bag (inclusive of postage) paid for, I am a very happy LARPer.
Except that the stupid site won't process the redemption code, despite my best efforts. Initially it was because the email address I was using for my primary on PayPal didn't match up to the one on the code, but I fixed that and the gift voucher did at least show up on my account then. Which was a good sign, I thought. Except no, it still won't process the redemption code, and I'm thinking that this might be because I use ebay.co.uk and she sent it to ebay.com. Stupid bloody regional divides for the utter and complete lose.
So now I'm not entirely sure what to do. First step, obviously, is to talk to
trishiekaty (hi, trishiekaty! Thanks, by the way!) and let her know what's going on. Then I figure that since we haven't hit the sixty-day mark, I can still cancel the gift voucher that I can't actually use and make sure she at least gets the money back. After that, I dunno - I'm halfway minded to just say 'screw it' and pay for the thing outright, but then that sucks because she wanted to help and to not let someone help when they wanted to seems not right, somehow. Not to mention that I'm not entirely sure whether I'll be able to afford it without the help at this rate. Which means that my perfect Gladstone bag will go to the next highest bidder, which sucks rocks. Then there's the option of asking her to resend the voucher for ebay.co.uk, in case that works, but to trouble someone who's been so generous with that kind of malarkey just seems wrong. But then again, if it were me sending someone a gift, I'd want to make sure the recipient got the full use out of it, and it'd sadden and/or annoy me if the recipient couldn't use it for its intended purpose and had to ditch the whole thing.Wow, I never thought 'do as you would be done by' could look selfish.
Anyway, I think the only thing to do is to talk to
trishiekaty and see what she has to say about the whole thing. Her gift, her choice. Meanwhile, I'll just go snarl and kick things. Well, actually, no I won't, because I have mysterious bruises under the toenails of both big toes and they hurt like a bitch so I think staying off my feet is a thing. I have no idea how the hell I hurt my feet so badly, but I would probably point at Brighton Below and the Ill-Fitting Boots of Doom for that one. Next time? I bring a change of shoes.