Why can’t people do what they’re asked of? All I needed was a simple scanner delivered from one city to another city, a trip of 300 kilometres, and everything would have been fine. A small couriering fee would have been happily paid. But no. They want purchase orders before doing anything. Less than two hundred bucks. We’ve already spent more than four hundred thousand bucks with them in the last twelve months.
Bloody hell. Fan-freaking-tastic start to the day!