so i called yesterday and talked to a guy who did not do the actual work, because the guy who did my work conveniantly had surgery yesterday. so i am unable to talk to the guy who did this shit because he's just getting out of surgery and im not a dick. so i talk to some other guy and tell him they fucked up and its bullshit. they mounted the bindings +3 instead of +2, which not only is not my preference but also makes a second set of holes. the reason for this was obviously unclear and he scribbled some retarded reason down on the sheet. they also put wide brakes on for an extra charge-also bullshit. thirdly the wax job was terrible, and i paid for a full tune so that was gay too. so the guy sees that im not gonna back down and tells me to bring them back to the shop, i say no, im not wasting more time and money on this shit, and so he tells me to bring them down into my town to their sister shop which doesnt have a ski dpt, so an employee will drive them up for him to look at. so last night i do that and today they get the skis, and call me, and its a third guy, so i explain the problems again and tell him he's def gonna need to fix this shit, and show him he's not gonna be able to BS me like most of the ignorant customers. so he's like ok we'll fix it all, and give you a call. and when they call back i'm obviiously gonna make sure everything's in perfect shape and not let them fudge anything, andi'm definitely gonna tell them i need a refund. so i'll tell you how that goes tomorrow.
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oh yeah? well me and my friends have been bathing off the southern coast of st. bards, chilling with spider monkeys. tripping on acid gave us a whole new perspective on shit.