I'll cut to the chase, this is a rant to let off some steam, so most of you may want to skip straight past this one and get on with your day/night.
So I just made my first ever sale on ebay... well, I thought I did.
I had my old facelift bumper for sale. It's been up in the buy and sell section here, on Facebook and on Ebay. First of all I got a very quick offer on Facebook, £300 pending a viewing that week. Not bad, I was ecstatic. So sure in fact was I that the viewing wouldn't be an issue, after all the bumper is in great nick and comes with all the extra's, that I rather hastily assumed the sale and put off other potential suitors. Rooky mistake, the buyer never turned up.
So I get to the last day of the listing on ebay, and to my surprise there is a hefty bidding war breaking out, culminating in £601. Six hunderd and one bloody pounds!!! I was ecstatic at £300, imagine what I'm feeling now. So I sent a cheerful message to the winning bidder thanking them for their business and asking whether they planned to collect or would require me to arrange a courier. No reply came.
I left it to simmer, no point pestering the poor guy, it's your first sale Jay don't look too eager. The guy will reply in his own time, just keep thinking what those six hundred can do for you. Three days it took! Three days to recieve a one line answer "I'll be in the UK for Easter, could pick it up then". Sorry what now? Easter? It's the second week of February, the bumper sold three days ago... Easter?
So I said politely to the guy, whom I naively expected to have been in the UK anyway, Easter is in April, it's February... I'll happily hold on to the bumper for you until then if you want, but I can't wait that long for payment. Again I was met with a wall of silence. Another two days go by and I'm getting agitated now, but not to be too disrespectful I sent another quick message 'Can you advise on payment please?'. Straight away I got a reply this time, "I'll pay cash on collection". No! Who the hell is this guy? No discussion or anything, I'm being dictated to and not even in great detail. Who's to say this guy will even turn up in a month and a half's time? Meanwhile I've turned away even more potential suitors, sure this time that I have a sale. Now was time to set out my stall, the end of the lot was this time, the sale was this time, payment is due at this time... Well now we're back to silence.
That initial rush of pure elation from the point of that sale to the sniveling snarling Mr Hyde that I have become this very minute!
I'm looking for a way to contact ebay, no email address, no phone number... nothing. Just some set options to click through safe in the knowledge that nothing will be done. I can report the buyer, ok done. I can open an unpaid item case, ok done. Then I see that chat symbol in the bottom corner of the page, and somehow I get through to a real life ebay person! What do they advise? Report the buyer and open an unpaid item case.
Thanks. For. That.
What sweet injustice is this? I want blood! I want his co-ordinates and a big red button! I want the names of his wife and children!
But for now all I can do is sit, head in hands. Staring at that stupid bloody bumper.
So I just made my first ever sale on ebay... well, I thought I did.
I had my old facelift bumper for sale. It's been up in the buy and sell section here, on Facebook and on Ebay. First of all I got a very quick offer on Facebook, £300 pending a viewing that week. Not bad, I was ecstatic. So sure in fact was I that the viewing wouldn't be an issue, after all the bumper is in great nick and comes with all the extra's, that I rather hastily assumed the sale and put off other potential suitors. Rooky mistake, the buyer never turned up.
So I get to the last day of the listing on ebay, and to my surprise there is a hefty bidding war breaking out, culminating in £601. Six hunderd and one bloody pounds!!! I was ecstatic at £300, imagine what I'm feeling now. So I sent a cheerful message to the winning bidder thanking them for their business and asking whether they planned to collect or would require me to arrange a courier. No reply came.
I left it to simmer, no point pestering the poor guy, it's your first sale Jay don't look too eager. The guy will reply in his own time, just keep thinking what those six hundred can do for you. Three days it took! Three days to recieve a one line answer "I'll be in the UK for Easter, could pick it up then". Sorry what now? Easter? It's the second week of February, the bumper sold three days ago... Easter?
So I said politely to the guy, whom I naively expected to have been in the UK anyway, Easter is in April, it's February... I'll happily hold on to the bumper for you until then if you want, but I can't wait that long for payment. Again I was met with a wall of silence. Another two days go by and I'm getting agitated now, but not to be too disrespectful I sent another quick message 'Can you advise on payment please?'. Straight away I got a reply this time, "I'll pay cash on collection". No! Who the hell is this guy? No discussion or anything, I'm being dictated to and not even in great detail. Who's to say this guy will even turn up in a month and a half's time? Meanwhile I've turned away even more potential suitors, sure this time that I have a sale. Now was time to set out my stall, the end of the lot was this time, the sale was this time, payment is due at this time... Well now we're back to silence.
That initial rush of pure elation from the point of that sale to the sniveling snarling Mr Hyde that I have become this very minute!
I'm looking for a way to contact ebay, no email address, no phone number... nothing. Just some set options to click through safe in the knowledge that nothing will be done. I can report the buyer, ok done. I can open an unpaid item case, ok done. Then I see that chat symbol in the bottom corner of the page, and somehow I get through to a real life ebay person! What do they advise? Report the buyer and open an unpaid item case.
Thanks. For. That.
What sweet injustice is this? I want blood! I want his co-ordinates and a big red button! I want the names of his wife and children!
But for now all I can do is sit, head in hands. Staring at that stupid bloody bumper.
