I can't believe this guy is still in business. Here's another weird, funny story to join the one below. "The owner is pretentious and dismissive." (Filip V. below). Understatement of the year.
I went in a month ago to get a diploma framed. I have no knowledge of the framing world and how things are meant to be framed. I told Mo this and I asked him to help me. While he started off telling me I had to get the most expensive frame, I told him I was on a budget. His eyes rolled. But whatever, I needed it framed. We decided on a frame that cost about $230 dollars. I paid him a deposit of half the money and went on my way. I then found out that my work actually helps out with framing. I called him that day to tell him not to prepare the frame and I'll come pick it up.
When I got there again, he acted as if I was lying to him and told me that he knew my boss. He kept saying a particular name and I had never heard of this person before. I told him that and he just kept saying "I know man, I know man."
There had been a miscommunication at my job and I realized that what I thought was wrong. I went back to this guy. I couldn't remember the address so I looked at my bank statement and saw where it was. I also saw that I paid $116. I was very confused by it as it seemed quite cheap, but in retrospect it was obviously the deposit.
I went back to him and right off the bat he just said he was busy and "What do you want?!" I explained the situation and he asked me whether I remember the details. I told him I didn't remember what frame or any of the details. He asked me if I remembered how much it cost. I told him that I don't but when I looked on my bank statement it said $116. He laughed and just started swearing. I'm not joking. "Don't fucking fool me. I fucking remember everything," he said. I was taken aback. I continued telling him that's what the statement said and he told me that it cost $260. Then is when I remembered that it was a deposit (though, I'm pretty sure it was $230 as I seem to recall him saying it's a 50% deposit, but whatever). I asked him if it was the deposit, and he said, "yah it's the fucking deposit. Don't fucking fool me." At this point, I asked him why he was swearing and he answered, "You're trying to fucking fool me." He really loves that word apparently. I realized that I wasn't going to do any business here and just started to leave. As I left he yelled out, "You're not Indian. You were raised in America. Indian people are good people." I told him that 1) he's right, I'm not Indian, and 2) he's wrong, I wasn't raised in America. But I gather he has an animosity to people raised in America. He then proceeded to shouting, "fuck you, fuck you."
He continued saying that he knew my boss, and mentioned the same name as before. I tried repeatedly telling him that he wasn't my boss and if he doesn't believe me, he should call him. That was, I think, more surreal than him just yelling at a customer.
So chances are I'm not going back to this guy, and you shouldn't either. read more
