Qwik R Printer

Was in here a looooong time ago and wasn’t impressed. Had to make copies and the place was chaos. Right hand didn’t know what left hand was doing, the owners were running around looking for their heads. Some chickadee was on the phone gossiping about her weekend, customers were lining up at the counter, I did not smell ink or hear a press or even a laser printer or copy machine working.
Not a good sign. And the clutter, oh the clutter. The place was a mess and the only thing anyone was interested in was the freaking candy machines in the front of the store. Helloooooo. Anyone in there?
Copies were expensive, by the way. Printing is over priced and not done in-​house. I don’t trust a place that sends out, unless they own the printing plant. Send out means «middleman» and that means $$$. Trust me, I’ve worked in this industry for 28 years. I know the game.
So on this day I have to send out a package, prepaid return label 2^nd day air UPS. Go to the UPS website, they list this place as an official UPS drop box. This means according to UPS that there is a «box» where you can simply open a container and place your envelop or small package and the happy boys or gals in brown come by regularly for pickup. Everything is automated, life is good. Right?
Uh-​uh. And the feeling in the pit of my oh so round gut should have told me better. Not to mention that hubby is out of town for work and managed to get on a plane with the car keys, so I have to walk on this hot and humid September morning. With a chronic cranky state of perimenopause and that extra 20 pounds I’m packing, those 5 blocks are a miserable hot venture lacking any shade. What the hell is it with East Los? Plant some trees already!
As I cross the street at Ave 59, I’m looking for a sign, any sign that says UPS here. The windows are filled with all sorts of shit. Neon shit, paper shit, here a shit, there a shit. Oh wait, way down a the bottom of the window, UPS, where they don’t want ME to see it. I’m starting to feel that feeling in my gut again. Shit.
Walking in I look for the UPS drop box. There’s paper boxes everywhere, reminds one of those hoarders homes you see on the news. Seriously, the place is a fucking mess. Is this a reflection of how they do business? Perhaps.
I ask them for the UPS drop box. They say it’s $ 3 to UPS up to a large box. I say, but the shipping has been paid and show them the label. They say no not at this location, only downtown, never anywhere else. I say, funny not what they say on website, better get story straight. They say, no true. I say, not true you, and not worth it since I paid for the shipping up front, Jackalope. I don’t like this game of gimme-​gimme and gimme-​sommo’. Not good customer relations building.
What a joke. So on my walk home, like a dope, I call UPS and schedule a pick up. (DOH!) Which is probably what I should have done in the first place. But here’s the caveat, when I originally went to their site, it said they didn’t provide service to my location, which is how I got into this mess. ARGH. That being said, they actually made the pick up easy and seamless. So I forgive them, and my own silliness. And tip of the day, UPS said don’t bother with locations that aren’t UPS stores. Believe I won’t. And I won’t be back to Quik R Printer either.