<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612</id><updated>2012-01-18T08:49:00.936-06:00</updated><category term='att'/><title type='text'>Companies That Suck</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-4925290028008468129</id><published>2010-12-16T05:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T05:16:08.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='att'/><title type='text'>AT&amp;T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've had a number of bad experiences with AT&amp;amp;T over the years. The last experience was around ten years ago, after which I've been avoiding them like the plague. Their customer service sucks, their internet sucks, their telephone service sucks, their billing department sucks, and their web site is pathetic, particularly the self-service and "contact us" sections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live 20+ miles outside of San Antonio, where internet service providers are scarce. I had good, 6Mbps internet service with a small company that provided that service via line of sight radio. At some point earlier in the year, tree and foliage growth between my antenna and the company's tower started blocking my signal and significantly degrading my service. So...I left the company and went with AT&amp;amp;T DSL service because they'd finally upgraded the lines to 6Mbps from 760Kbps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, they sent me a wireless DSL modem, which I didn't ask for. I asked for a modem alone. I returned that and bought a modem at Best Buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet service was fine for a while, then started degrading. My download speed is frequently as slow as 230Kbps. There are moments where it gets up to around 5Mbps, which is fine, but the inconsistency, latency, and unresponsiveness of their network is unacceptable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened a ticket five days ago and have yet to hear from anyone, and trying to find the status online is impossible. The system is often down...when you do get in, all it tells you is that it was opened. When I searched the web site for ticket status - I was informed that once I log in to my billing account a status will be displayed. Guess what - Right...it isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second that small ISP fixes their tree problem, or Time Warner comes to town, I'm ditching AT&amp;amp;T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall, for the rest of my life, avoid AT&amp;amp;T. Everything about the company's customer-service sucks. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-4925290028008468129?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4925290028008468129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=4925290028008468129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/4925290028008468129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/4925290028008468129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2010/12/at.html' title='AT&amp;T'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-2302601725613471138</id><published>2009-04-13T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:22:26.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countrywide Home Loans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Countrywide called Shelley last year after they purchased her mortgage portfolio from another company.  Good news:  Your mortgage payments are going down from $1,467.81 per month to $1,139.34 per month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the prospect of saving money is always a good thing, Shelley questioned the decrease, worrying about a potential shortage in her escrow account.  She made a phone call to Countrywide.  Tim, the Countrywide Dumbass on the other end of the telephone, insisted it was fine and that there was nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what’s coming, right?  Of course you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelley’s latest Countrywide Home Loans showed an escrow account shortage of $1,649.52.  Big surprise, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she called Countrywide again, and spoke to Samantha this time.  Shelley’s options now?  Either pay the $1,649.52 by June 1st or add it to her new and improved mortgage payment of $1,317.99 (increased to unfuck what Timmy fucked up.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked why Tim would reduce the mortgage payment, Samantha said she couldn’t speak for Tim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it Timmy and Sammy, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumbass, both work for Countrywide, and they damned well better be able to answer questions like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no wonder this company’s been under the microscope for years on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-2302601725613471138?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2302601725613471138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=2302601725613471138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/2302601725613471138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/2302601725613471138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/countrywide-home-loans.html' title='Countrywide Home Loans'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-802788241558734600</id><published>2009-03-01T09:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:19:24.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BNY Mellon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BNY Mellon's Shareowner Services web site is absolutely the most un-user-friendly piece of shit web site I've ever visited in my life. Even the feedback section sucks, which really shouldn't surprise me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nearly every link for help or forms sends you in a big fat circle, and you end up right the hell back where you started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My advice to anyone considering Mellon is this: Don't. They suck, and how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-802788241558734600?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/802788241558734600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=802788241558734600' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/802788241558734600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/802788241558734600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/bny-mellon.html' title='BNY Mellon'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-1394631298421661142</id><published>2009-01-07T17:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:49:19.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Netzero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back a few months ago when I moved to Bum Fuck Texas where broadband internet is rare, I ordered me some dial-up access with Netzero to keep up on my email (work and personal).  Today, confident that the broadband service provided by a small business was reliable, I called to cancel my $9.95 per-month Netzero account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting on hold for about five minutes a rep answered and asked me how he could help me.  I told him I wanted to cancel my account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dunce I was speaking to said he would cancel my account.  Then he babbled on about how he knew broadband was much faster than dial-up, and that it was understandable I wanted to cancel my account, etc. etc.  Then he mumbled on about “Wireless J” and virus protection.  It was hard to hear, but I did understand he was trying to sell me shit.  I told him I didn’t want to buy anything.  I wanted to cancel.  I wanted to go from $9.95 a month to ZERO a month, and I didn’t want to have to call back to cancel some free trial so my credit card wouldn’t billed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something like, “please understand sir…”  I said something like, “How ‘bout you let me speak to your supervisor.”  He rambled on and I hung up, then called another number to verify my cancelation.  I’m calling my bank to ensure there are no withdrawals on my credit card from those idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netzero?  Fuck them.  Don’t waste your time or money on that lame-ass company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-1394631298421661142?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1394631298421661142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=1394631298421661142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/1394631298421661142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/1394631298421661142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/netzero.html' title='Netzero'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-4696873548354635434</id><published>2009-01-02T17:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:44:26.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Casanova Custom Homes</title><content type='html'>Nice guy&lt;br /&gt;Good carpenters&lt;br /&gt;Good mason&lt;br /&gt;Good roofer&lt;br /&gt;Shitty painters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor business practices&lt;br /&gt;Lost a whole lot of word-of-mouth recommendations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-4696873548354635434?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4696873548354635434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=4696873548354635434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/4696873548354635434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/4696873548354635434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/casanova-custom-homes.html' title='Casanova Custom Homes'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-116830744805525950</id><published>2007-01-08T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:50:48.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Access Gift Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Never, ever, ever give an All Access gift card as a gift; not even to your worst enemy.  I got my wife two $100 Visa gift cards as two of her Christmas gifts.  She went to Dillard’s (on my &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; list) to buy a little something and spent over an hour and a half trying to spend the money.  The Dillard’s manager was awesome, but trying to cash the cards didn’t work.  They showed either a negative or a zero balance (I can’t remember). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dillard’s manager called the All Access Ass Holes and they told him they could credit the cards in – Get this – SEVEN DAYS.  The Warden then commenced to take a big dump on the All Access Fucks, who said they could credit the cards in two hours.  She was fed up by that time and left the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight she was on line checking the balance that was promised to have been replenished.  It wasn’t much of a surprise that one of the cards had a ZERO balance and the other was fifty cents in the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Warden is on the phone with these dimwits as I type.  Fortunately I paid for the cards with a REAL credit card.  If The Warden doesn’t square them away tonight, I’ll be disputing the charge with my bank and contacting the Better Business Bureau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a beef with them, here’s the company contact information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NetSpend Corporation&lt;br /&gt;PO Box 2136&lt;br /&gt;Austin, TX 78768-2136&lt;br /&gt;Fax: (512) 532-8308&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.allaccessgift.com/gift/index.m"&gt;https://www.allaccessgift.com/gift/index.m&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-116830744805525950?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/116830744805525950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=116830744805525950' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/116830744805525950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/116830744805525950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-access-gift-cards.html' title='All Access Gift Cards'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-114967458084108615</id><published>2006-06-07T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T05:03:00.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helotes Discount Carpet</title><content type='html'>How I could go so long without posting about this company is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 2004 we had them install wood floors in our house.  The contractor (Four Corners Flooring) was disorganized, unprepared, unskilled, inept, and a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy was so inept that we “convinced” the company (after much foot dragging) to make good on the shoddy workmanship.  They hired another contractor who ripped up and replaced the entire floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone in San Antonio who is considering having this company install wood floors for them should heed my advice and STAY AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-114967458084108615?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/114967458084108615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=114967458084108615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/114967458084108615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/114967458084108615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2006/06/helotes-discount-carpet.html' title='Helotes Discount Carpet'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-113956879839436686</id><published>2006-02-10T04:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T04:53:18.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pep Boys</title><content type='html'>Although I haven’t done business with these crooks for years, I still categorize them as a company that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did some work on my wife’s car in 1988.  She was 8 months pregnant.  She called me from a gas station one dark, winter evening after picking the car up to tell me that it was making some strange noises.  I arrived a short time later and, after taking off the front-right tire, I found that the wheel was very nearly ready to fall off.  The dumbasses hadn’t tightened the big nut that holds the whole wheel on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the mistake of frequenting them again in 1989 to have my car checked out before a cross-country drive from NJ to TX.  They were really the only gig in the small town where I lived at the time.  One of the things I specifically requested they do was to change the fan belts; “the fan belts.”  Remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the car was ready, a friend drove me to pick it up.   I paid and we headed back to his place for a few drinks.  It was two days before the drive, and I worked the next morning at 5:30am.  Then I the thermostat on the dash shot up to stupid hot.  I pulled over, popped the hood, and saw that two of the three fan belt&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt; were torn to shreds.  Only two of the three belts were new.  So I had my car towed to my friends house where I stayed the night, worked a 12-hour shift the next day, and then went to visit the Pep Boys idiots.  Their excuse for not changing &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the fan belts was that I didn’t specifically say to change &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the fan belts.  I explained to monkey boy that changing &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; fan belt&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt; means all of them, and besides, I didn’t say change only two of them.  I had some choice words for monkey boy and his manager, and got my belts replaced for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never been to Pep Boys again, and never will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-113956879839436686?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/113956879839436686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=113956879839436686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/113956879839436686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/113956879839436686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2006/02/pep-boys.html' title='Pep Boys'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-113250041085390032</id><published>2005-11-20T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T09:28:45.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Depot -- Millworks Departments</title><content type='html'>The problem spanned a few days over a couple of weeks. In the end, I don’t think I could have &lt;i&gt;given&lt;/i&gt; money to either one of the two Depots in question. I wanted to spend $2K on a beautiful atrium door for the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My beefs: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Depot computers are not networked. They can’t share order information between stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millwork “specialists” can’t answer questions. I had to call the damned vendor &lt;i&gt;myself&lt;/i&gt; to find out information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days, a bunch of phone calls, and many visits to HD, I thought I finally had it square. The “specialist, ” Bill, assured me that, although he’d be off on Friday, any representative would be able to pull the order up in the system and let me pay for it. He also assured me that the door would be exactly as I wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I showed up in the door department and neither of the two dumbasses in the millworks deparement knew how to pull it up. Furthermore, they said no one in the store could do it either. I looked at the older of the two (probably about 25) and said, “Now ain’t that a bunch of fuckin’ shit. When the fuck is Bill going to be back in?” Of course, they didn’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strolled to the front of the store and bitched (and cussed) at the manager for a few minutes, telling her that Home Depot had serious issues with millworks training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had one of her lackeys look up the “new” order that bill was supposed to have left. He pulled up three different orders, each of which was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as The Warden and I like that door, we’re not getting it from these idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-113250041085390032?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/113250041085390032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=113250041085390032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/113250041085390032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/113250041085390032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2005/11/home-depot-millworks-departments.html' title='Home Depot -- Millworks Departments'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-112756820495755391</id><published>2005-09-24T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:44:18.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whataburger on Bandera Rd. and Huebner, Store #WB316</title><content type='html'>This store's quality assurance program sucks. Over the past few years, they've screwed up every single order we've ever placed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pimply-faced teenie boppers either give us the wrong order, leave something out of the order, or fuck up the hamburger toppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we went through the drive through, The Warden even asked them nicely to make sure they got the order right. She told them that our orders are always wrong. The punk on the other end of the tinny speaker assured us that he'd make sure it was right, and reiterated that fact when queried again at the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. They fucked it up. They only gave us one "Whatasize" combo instead of three, and they didn't put the God forsaken jalapenos in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Warden called and spoke to the assistant manager who oh-so-generously offered to give us a free order of fries the next time we stop in (which, incidently, will never happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got on the Whataburger web site and mentioned this store's quality assurance shortcomings. Perhaps needless to say, I never received a reply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-112756820495755391?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/112756820495755391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=112756820495755391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/112756820495755391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/112756820495755391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2005/09/whataburger-on-bandera-rd-and-huebner.html' title='Whataburger on Bandera Rd. and Huebner, Store #WB316'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-112756767060674576</id><published>2005-09-24T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T04:41:11.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valvoline Auto Center on Culebra Rd.</title><content type='html'>An asshole at a local store told my wife that her vehicle failed the safety inspection because of the fan belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing wrong with the fan belt at all and, according to the state of Texas, a fan belt is not an inspectable item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the company and never heard back from them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-112756767060674576?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/112756767060674576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=112756767060674576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/112756767060674576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/112756767060674576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2005/09/valvoline-auto-center-on-culebra-rd.html' title='Valvoline Auto Center on Culebra Rd.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17073612.post-112756757496790610</id><published>2005-09-24T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T08:07:56.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>United Mileage Plus Visa/Mastercard</title><content type='html'>Mom passed away in November of 2004. Part of closing up her affairs involved closing credit card accounts and paying bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received her Mileage Plus bill in the mail after it was forwarded by the post office. The bill came with a $15 late fee. I called the toll-free number and requested a waiver of the $15 late-fee. They gave me a fax number where I could send my request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent the request (twice) and never heard back from them. I never received the credit either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$15 isn't a huge amount of money, but I'd like to think that a company that big could afford to waive a late fee under these circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17073612-112756757496790610?l=companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/feeds/112756757496790610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17073612&amp;postID=112756757496790610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/112756757496790610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17073612/posts/default/112756757496790610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://companiesthatreallysuck.blogspot.com/2005/09/united-mileage-plus-visamastercard.html' title='United Mileage Plus Visa/Mastercard'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y231/SeaJay62/Puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
