I do battle with snails every year, I use a product called deadline, kills the fuckers in their slimy tracks.
Still nothing to do every weekend so gardening it is. Been itching to make a few new boxes so I broke down and made an on-line order with Lowes for some cedar planks, stakes, bird seed, fertilizer, gardening tools and some other odds and ends. Ordered it all Thursday night, Friday afternoon I got the email it was ready for pick up. I waited a half hour and headed there, the pick up area was rather vaguely signed. Luckily I saw an employee helping someone in the garden area, asked him about on-line pick ups, he takes my name and order number and called it in. Tells me they’re looking for it and he’ll be back. An hour later and after a couple swing bys to tell me they’re still looking for it he tells me they can’t find it and can I come back in an hour, sure.
An hour later I come back, park in the “curbside loading area” and there is nobody to be found. I venture inside the packed with whole families store and ask about my order. They tell me they have it and will meet me at the garden center gate, whew. I meet the girl at the gate, she wheels the cart with my stuff over and wants to help me load it. I insure her I have it and I’ll be fine. Load up my crap and leave. I get home and realize a large portion of my order is missing.
I call and attempt to navigate their phone system, getting no answer numerous times after sitting through three menus. Finally someone answers and it’s the same girl that brought me out my order. I explain what was missing, she brings up my order and we confirm together what I didn’t get. She asks if I want to come get it right then, I tell her I’ll just come in tomorrow (today).
Today I head there first thing to find the place even busier, six people waiting for the customer service desk without room for said six people. I tough it out and patiently wait through the fucking moron ahead of me that had to ask the service rep about her necklace and where did she get it, thus sparking a long conversation about it. Apparently fashion and jewelry are still in vogue even through a pandemic.
I finally get my turn at the wheel of no help, I patiently explain I didn’t get part of my order and this is my third time here. Give the woman my order number and she can’t find it, I hear her call Megan, the same girl that brought me my order and I talked to last night. I finally feel relief, Megan comes up front and is completely clueless to my predicament. Tells me if I want to wait they will pull the rest of my order as quickly as they can.
Waiting was not an option in my current state of mind, I calmly told her I’d be in Monday to get the rest of my order. Walked to my car, unlocked it, got in, and screamed FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, till I felt a bit better. Monday morning I will be calling the store and in my best Karen voice will be asking for the manager.
On another note I put in an order with Lambert Growers and will be picking up curbside 20 various pepper plants, a funky pumpkin, a superstar melon, a weird cucumber, and some bug chasing marigolds. Lambert is a small nursery that has their shit together much better than the big boxes.
Spent today building a new box. My manager wanted to borrow my truck to get some compost for his yard projects, he brought my truck back to me with 3/4 of a yard of compost, score. Filled up the new box and made another hill for my incoming melon. Boredom set in and I stained all the rest of my boxes. I have enough planks to make another 4x4 box and a 4x8 box in my pea/radish/soon to be cucumber area that is currently ties. Projects for the next boredom days.
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