Okay, we all know that there are a whole bunch of drooling mouth-breathers out there that have learned how to navigate the World Wide Web… no surprises there. But the scope and scale of their ignorance never ceases to amaze me—moreover, I am also routinely taken aback at where these losers of the genetic lottery tend to show up.
Recently I put some gun parts up for sale on Gunbroker.com—and set up the auctions in the typical fashion. Some parts I put a reserve on, others without, listed payment options and then posted the amount I will charge the buyer for shipping. Pretty standard really, just as Doctor Evil would say. I have always had fair dealings there, and I have a perfect A+ rating on the site. Having said all that, I received an e-mail through Gunbroker last night from a potential buyer—okay, that’s probably not accurate—chastising me for my list prices.
This tool sends me a note informing me that my shipping fee is far too high and then proceeds to insult me, insinuating that I am fleecing people or something. He basically said that I was attempting to make a few bucks from the shipping fee, which was diabolical in his mind. Now remember, this person has not placed a bid on any of my items and is not on the hook at all for paying me a single red cent. Apparently this individual is butt-hurt that he would actually have to pay me for the item(s) in question and cannot get them from me gratis.
After reading the note I thought about sending a response saying something to the effect of “Sorry, I forgot that this was a charity site whereupon I am supposed to hand out my property for free.” Or something like that.
Is my shipping charge a little high? Probably. But it’s a penny auction with no reserve so literally someone could win the item(s) for that solitary red cent. And even with the shipping cost the transaction would be a hell of a bargain for the buyer.
This douche sees my listings and then invests the time and energy to craft an e-mail to insult me, just because he can’t take the gun parts in question off my hands for next to nothing. Classy. Instead of doing what a normal grown-up would do—and simply not bid on the item and move on with his life—he decides to vent his moral outrage at me, over a business arrangement we haven’t made. Pretty neat eh?
Oh well, in the end I just deleted the e-mail, put Kelly’s Heroes in the DVD player and tried to put the incident behind me.
Sigh… what a maroon.