Ohhh, today was meant to be such a good day...It was the day my ASOS delivery was meant to arrive. Well, when I say 'meant' it actually 'did', there was just a huge glaring problem with it.
Surely everyone knows the feeling - you find yourself casually browsing a website then, all of a sudden, you see it - POW (that's for you, J!) You find the exact item you have been searching for for ages. It's the perfect colour, the exact style you have been looking for - it's like seeing an oasis mirage in the middle of the desert. Well, that's how I felt the other day when I stumbled across some lovely grey tailored shorts on ASOS. They were really cute, not too short to bare the old bum cheeks, yet not so long they look like you have borrowed a pair of your Grandad's long-johns. Ideal. Plus they weren't too guilt-inducing on the old bank balance:
So, with glee, I whipped out the debit card and purchased the shorts (along with a couple of hair bands, some more House of Holland knee high socks and a cardigan...) I then sat back, satisfied, and waited for the day I were to get a knock on the door from the postman.
Fast forward to this afternoon. There I was, tapping away at home on my laptop, when the buzzer rang. When I realised it were my ASOS delivery I got very excited and, after eagerly grabbing my parcel from the postman, sat down on the sofa to unwrap the parcel of love. First I saw the shorts in their packaging. My first thought was, "oooh, nice colour." My second thought was, "they are quite a nice length". My third thought was, "WTF IS THIS??? ARE THESE SHORTS MEANT FOR ONE PERSON OR TWO?!!" Yep, you have probably guessed already. My shorts had arrived, but instead of sending me a size 8 they had sent me a size 16. I was gutted. It was like asking Santa for a Ski-chic Barbie and receiving a jigsaw puzzle. Or a mug with a dog on it. Or alcohol-free wine. Naturally, I took it all in my stride, and calmly and rationally thought that these things happen sometimes, that everyone makes mistakes..
..Did I heck.
I was fuming. I'm ashamed to say that I (very childishly) threw the shorts on the floor, loudly declared ASOS to be a bunch of f**k wits and stamped my foot so hard our irritating OAP neighbour actually knocked on the door asking if I was ok. Of course I couldn't tell her the real reason was that I had flown into a full-blown, toddler-style sulk over receiving a pair of shorts that were as useful as a chocolate teapot. I made up a lame excuse about tripping over the pile of shoe boxes in the hallway which I still haven't got round to moving yet. She bought it and naffed off. Thank goodness.
After collecting my thoughts I have since logged on the site this evening to try and re-order the correct shorts in my size. Just as I was starting to calm down, I saw the words every shopper lives in fear of: OUT OF STOCK.
Nooooooo! Damn you ASOS, damn you! Talk about kicking a girl when she is down!
So sadly the search continues. I am still lusting after a pair of tailored grey shorts. STILL. Oh well, I guess this gives me even more of an excuse when M nags me for online shopping in the evenings - it's like a challenge now, and I sure ain't going to be beaten!
Now..Where did I put my debit card?!.....
On another note, the brand new A/W '10 Kate Moss range has gone on sale today. I'm particularly loving the iconic pansy print tea dress and brown scallop-detail leather jacket - perfect for dressing up or down with heels and a clutch for evenings or brown leather boots and tights for the day:
www.topshop.com
Happy shopping!
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