Magda Vicente: Disponibilidade e simpatia.

Jamey M. Hopkins: Here’s a little story about Carsportif. Sometime around 2012, in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, I happened across a beautiful denim jacket by LRG in a local skate shop, Plush. It was the most beautiful denim jacket I had ever worn. I took it home, and over the following years, wore it religiously. It became a part of not only my image, but of my personality. Needless to say, I loved it. I loved it literally to pieces. It held up to five years of wear and tear, without blinking, and aging gracefully. To countless kilometres of motorcycle adventures. To countless days of wedding photography. To more life that I could begin to recount. But in more recent years, it began to wear badly. At first, holes appeared in the elbows. I patched those. But before long, holes were wearing through everywhere, beyond repair. It was seven years later. There was no way would I find that jacket again anywhere. Was there? It was a bit of a niche article of outwear. But the Internet is big, I thought. So what the hell, let’s try this! I googled away using combinations of the brand LRG and the description of the jacket and the specific product number I found sewn on an inside label. And in all the the returned search results, I found ONE lead where it appeared I may be able to order the exact same, brand new jacket. In all of the Internet. One. It was a Portuguese-only website. For a skate shop in Torres Vedras, Portugal. It was Carsportif. What are the chances, I thought? But it was a lead, and the only one I had. Let’s do this. Thanks to Google translate, I navigated through the ordering process and hit submit. Later that night, as I lay falling asleep, I chuckled and thought “what if...?” The next morning, I awoke to a furry of email, all in Portuguese. As I copied and pasted furiously to translate them into something readable to me, I soon realized that it appeared the item had been shipped. No way. It had a tracking number for a Portuguese courier. For the next two days, I tracked it as it made its way to Lisbon. And then it disappeared. A week passed, and then two, and I occasionally wondered if that was the end of it or would *something* eventually make its way to me. Then, about three weeks later, a package arrived, neatly wrapped, from Portugal. Shoebox sized, and seemingly too light to be it. The brain is a funny little thing. Because when I opened the package, IT WAS EXACTLY THE ONE! Crisp and dark and new. I could not even believe it. And for days, I have worn my new old denim jacket so gleefully. Thank you, Carsportif, from the cockles of my heart. You brought so much silly joy to me in a world that can sometimes feel so bleak. Eu te amo. – Jamey

Comprei recentemente um Mazda usado de 2019 no concessionário Camco Acura. Recebi o melhor serviço profissional de atendimento ao cliente do Joseph. Ele foi acima e além para garantir que o carro estava nas melhores condições para mim. Recomendo-lhe vivamente que vá ver o Joseph! Ele tem um grande sentido de humor, e está sempre pronto para fazer um acordo.

A minha mulher comprou uma nova arma de mão de 45 cal de 1911. Disseram-lhe que era nova. Depois de a levarem para casa, encontraram no livro que há dois carregadores fornecidos. Apenas um na caixa. Ela ligou cinco vezes e eles queixaram-se de ter de gastar cinco dólares para nos enviar, e não podíamos entrar e ir buscá-la. 80 milhas de ida e volta. Depois de cinco chamadas e sem resposta, fomos até lá e ela foi encontrada na porta por um idiota gordo e feio que lhe disse que a arma foi usada e que não honrariam nada. Eu tive uma boa conversa com o pedaço de terra sentado em seu rabo gordo, e usei muitas palavras que eu não uso desde que eu estava na marinha. Se a arma é nova ele me deve um carregador, se é usada ele mentiu e nos enganou. Eram 75 e esta não é a primeira vez que encontramos lodo como este. Palavras para o sábio, há muitos lugares respeitáveis demais para comprar armas sem perder seu tempo no arsenal ocala.