Oh, where to begin? This shopping “Epic Fail” started out with the best of intentions. One of my New Year resolutions was to get fit, or at least fitter. I considered getting a membership to a gym but instead decided to bring the gym to me, via buying a treadmill. It seemed like a good idea. Man, was I wrong, wrong, and also wrong.
My parents had given me a Best Buy gift card for the holidays, so I decided I would use that towards the purchase of my shiny, new piece of exercise equipment. Mom and Dad would be proud that I was using their gift for something that would make me healthier. So, I went to the Best Buy website, searched around and decided to get the Horizon Fitness - Treadmill.
It fit my budget, had the features I wanted, and best of all, it was in stock at my local Best Buy. I was already on the website, so why didn’t I just order it? Because I figured I’d drive down there, grab it, and be home in time to literally be up and running in an hour or so. Perfecto.
Well, I get to the Best Buy that was 2.1 miles from my house only to discover that it was NOT in stock. I had made a mistake and it was in stock at the Best Buy that was 6.6 miles from my house. Arrgh. Off to the other store I went.
The very nice service guy wheels it out and I discover that while checking the specs, I neglected to notice that it weighed 165 pounds. He graciously offered to help me load it into my car and I accepted. I’m not a wimp, but I’m not an Olympic power lifter, either. Who needs a hernia? No one.
As I drove home, I decided that I’d ask one of my neighbors to help me lug it up the stairs to my second floor apartment. But alas, upon my arrival, I found out that none of my neighbors were home. I suppose I should have waited but instead made the bold choice to go it alone. How’d that work out for me? Check out this pictorial foreshadowing:
I’ll try to be succinct. I had pushed it half-way up the stairs when I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. This was later indeed diagnosed as that hernia that no one needs. But, I pressed on. A few seconds later, the abdominal agony was joined by incredible back pain. Great, I had now thrown out my back, too. I paused, lost my grip, and the box started sliding down the stairs. As I tried to regain control, I slipped and tumbled down after it, kind of like Jack & Jill. “Ouch!,” I yelled. But “Ouch” isn’t the word I really used.
Just then, my neighbors returned and carried the bruised box up for me. I unpacked it and discovered that the fall had broken the pulse-grip heart rate monitor. I went back online to check the warranty and guess what’s not covered? Dropping the unit down stairs. Who knew?
To make matters worse, I also discovered I could’ve received free next-day delivery, and 15% off if I would’ve ordered it online using a coupon.
All in all, this is how my little adventure worked out:
Cost of Going Out to Shop:
- Gas: $4.00
- 1 Broken Treadmill: $629.99
- Possible Future Hernia Surgery
- Physical Therapy for my back which IMO includes a large, unfair co-pay
Cost if I Would Have Shopped Online:
- 1 Not-Broken Treadmill: $535.49 w/coupon
My goal was to get fit and the result was I ended up extremely unfit, all because I chose to venture out to shop instead of doing it online. Idiot! Oh, when will I learn? Get it through your head, self – Shop Online Every Time!
Please read more in this series by checking out my whole “This Is Why I Shop Online” litany of horror stories.