I'm telling you how it is. The choice is great, the service sucks. The girls take on a job that is too much for them, and then they feed them breakfast.
Curtains were ordered before the birth at the end of November. They warned that there are a lot of orders for NG. They will do it longer. As a result, we lie in the hospital for a week on preservation. Then a week after giving birth. A couple of days before discharge, the husband throws off the curtains, already at home. The length does not match. By 5cm
. Ok. Error in calculations. They took it with them to prune it.
In response to us. It will be ready in 3 days. I live nearby. My baby and I were discharged. A room without curtains. I think I'll come in and ask how our curtains are. It's been 4 days, I come, I wait for the girl alone running nervously. There are still people in the hall. I'm standing, waiting for my turn. It's been 15 minutes for a long time. Winter, I'm in a jacket, nerves are on edge, hormones are gushing.
I'm sorry. The girl reached me as well.
As a result. My curtains are not ready yet. They are in the girl's warehouse, not even cut or hemmed yet. The girl is on the phone to her, and how much more? 3 more days.
And I also need to catch up, next time call me, so as not to stand.
Staaaaa😬
I also need to call, they probably confused who the client is here. And how to work with the client. Well, the blockage. Call me and let me know. In addition, the curtains were terribly wrinkled.
Besides, anyone can open a store. But not everyone can learn how to serve.
This is definitely not the place I'm going back to. And I don't advise you either.
It hurt. I remember and again anger takes over.