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Don't shop at the Bed Shed
Nov. 8th, 2004 01:10 pmMy baby brother, who is sprouting tremendously at the moment, had grown out of his bead. We bought a new one from the Bed Shed, who send over beds for customers from a warehouse in Scotland.
David's bed arrived here: the frame was 6'3" and the mattress was 6'9". We phoned up Bed shed, and they said they would sort it out. A week later, and they still insisted that the warehouse in Scotland had loaded a 6'3" mattress for delivery. My dad phoned again: "Are you telling me that they put a 6'3" mattress on to the ferry and on the way across it grew into a 6'9" one? Do you really expect me to believe that?" And so on, with more of the same, for about ten minutes.
I don't think Bed Shed believed that the mattress was 6'9", but for what possible reason would someone who had the right mattress make a great hooha about having the wrong mattress?
Eventually my father's wrath prevailed, and Bed Shed sent out a member of staff, not to replace the 6'9" mattress (ihe arrived on a motercycle so as not to be suspected of any such design), but to measure it and prove it was, in fact, a 6'3" mattress.
He walked into the hall, saw the mattress and asked, "Do you have a tape measure?"
Having measured the mattress against his own height in default of anything more accurate, the Bed Shed man left, promising to send out a van with a replacement mattress.
There is still a 6'9" mattress sitting on our landing.
David's bed arrived here: the frame was 6'3" and the mattress was 6'9". We phoned up Bed shed, and they said they would sort it out. A week later, and they still insisted that the warehouse in Scotland had loaded a 6'3" mattress for delivery. My dad phoned again: "Are you telling me that they put a 6'3" mattress on to the ferry and on the way across it grew into a 6'9" one? Do you really expect me to believe that?" And so on, with more of the same, for about ten minutes.
I don't think Bed Shed believed that the mattress was 6'9", but for what possible reason would someone who had the right mattress make a great hooha about having the wrong mattress?
Eventually my father's wrath prevailed, and Bed Shed sent out a member of staff, not to replace the 6'9" mattress (ihe arrived on a motercycle so as not to be suspected of any such design), but to measure it and prove it was, in fact, a 6'3" mattress.
He walked into the hall, saw the mattress and asked, "Do you have a tape measure?"
Having measured the mattress against his own height in default of anything more accurate, the Bed Shed man left, promising to send out a van with a replacement mattress.
There is still a 6'9" mattress sitting on our landing.
