A weeeee bit annoyed at the T-Mobile Paisley store
I’m up in Scotland on business once again. Tons moving. Lots of exciting things.
I resolved to find the nearest store to my hotel and opted for the one in Paisley. I called them to check when they closed. 5.30pm. No trouble.
I hopped in a cab and, well, the pace of life in Scotland is a little slower than in London, so the taxi driver took a … bit… of….a… while…. to …. get…. there. I arrived outside the Paisley shopping centre at 5.25pm. Again, no biggie.
All I wanted to do was peer briefly at the new Windows Mobile T-Mobile Ameo and also look more closely at the N95… and maybe, just maybe, be upsold to it. Maybe. I reckoned the dying moments of the day’s trading would be the best time to do this.
The taxi driver took a few minutes to sort out my receipt and find some change. Minutes ticked by.
I walked, with no small amount of haste, into the Paisley Centre and hunted for the T-Mobile store.
At 5.29pm I found it! I raced along the corridor and, ……. oh…..
The shop was already well and truly closed. Properly closed. My E61’s clock turned 5.30pm just as I arrived to stare, woefully, through the security barriers.
I took the above picture to record my annoyance. When I phoned them up and asked ‘When do you close?’ I should have been advised that they CLOSED at 5.20pm. Look in the picture! The store was DESERTED at 5.29pm/5.30pm and the security barriers were already pulled down.
What an arse.
What a total arse.
When someone tells me that they’re open to 5.30pm, I assume that they are able, ready and willing to transact business UP until 5.30pm and then they commence closure, then the security barriers are pulled down — and so on.
So that wound me up a little bit.
I walked along to the Three store and found it had only just begun closing. Good stuff! I could have still walked in and said, ‘HOLD THE TILLS, GET ME YOUR NEAREST N73…’
As I sauntered back toward the exit, I saw the T-Mobile shop barriers raise. Interesting. I whipped out the N93, and the E61 for the foreground time — and snapped this one:
So the store is TOTALLY closed at 5.30pm. They must have really commenced closure much earlier — then the staff are out the door at 5.34pm. Fair enough, they’ve got an Easter break they want to enjoy and a nice summer evening outside. But woe is me. Or woe was me.
I’m not going back there.
Instead, I’m off to the Clydebank store today for a few minutes. I might return with an N95. I might return with nothing. I could even return with an Ameo, although I wouldn’t put money on that.
