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Originally Posted by TechniSol
I believe they somehow exceeded the inanity of the Cheese Shop sketch -impressive considering this is real life. One might imagine that you'd have an easier time dealing with a local government speaking a foreign language without benefit of translation or some other organization staffed by the hopelessly deranged and criminally disturbed. You know, taxation or the like.
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There is a greater chance of extraterrestrials landing within the next 20 minutes than of resolving this Kobo dispute anytime in the next millennia.
I will never purchase any Kobo branded hardware ever again.
I have been lied to, misinformed, promised so many resolutions, been appologised to time and time again, been empathised with
'please understand we understand your frustration...' and exposed to such staggering levels of incompetence, I believe my own IQ to have been lowered by proxy.
I will never purchase any Kobo branded hardware ever again.
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Originally Posted by TechniSol
Good luck avoiding the rubber room, and remember that if you're polite and don't resist too much the nice gentlemen in the white uniforms with the large butterfly nets will usually loosen the straps a bit on your new jacket.
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But if I'm not polite, and I resist, they will pull out the big medicinal guns. Then I would forget about my Kobo worries all together... Though, I would like to request a private rubber room, you know, to be all alone with my medicinal induced stupor.
Kobo's quality of service is comparable to that of an alleyway prostate exam performed by a blind, one armed, alcoholic, heroin-addicted, mentally affected, rabies carrying, labotomised chimp with a sock-puppet for an assistant. And even in that case, I'd give the chimp a higher satisfaction score because at least I'd get a lollipop at the end of it.