So, I'm conflicted in my review, and I'll explain why. I needed prints made of some of my paintings. I've never done this before, and I don't have much money (and that's and understatement....), so I was concerned about cost. If I had them printed i black and white, it was going to be cheaper than in color, but seeing as how the paintings themselves were in black and grays, I figured it would be fine. Scot tried to explain to me that Black is a color, but the cost differential would be almost a $50 versus $35 difference, and that means 3 days worth of food for me. I heard what he told me, but it was the way he said it to me and the way he had spoken to me throughout our entire correspondence that really went up my rear. He offered to do one just to show me the difference, but I was so put off by his tone and I felt so uncomfortable that I didn't wast to waste one extra second in the store. I wanted to get out of there as soon as humanly possible. When we pulled up the photos from my camera card, I hadn't labeled the pictures or marked which ones I wanted printed, and he sighed and almost reprimanded me, saying "see? how am i supposed to know which ones you want printed ?" I was embarrassed and said "i'm sorry - i forgot - I'll mark them" and he went off to deal with other orders while i did that. I understand they were busy and he had a lot to do other than help hold my hand through my order, but still, if you can't help me the way i need to be helped, then send me somewhere else. The condescending tone he used was so humiliating, so offputting, that what began as something great that I wanted to do for myself turned into me feeling like I was clueless and awful for not investing the money to get the color printing....i, in fact, WAS clueless - i SAID i had never done this before, and if I was met with a more open and easygoing attitude, I may have either waited until i had more money to do it right, or just gotten a very tiny number of them done to test. but the goal was to have them in time to go sell at first friday, and he said they MIGHT be ready by then, he'll call me. I waited and waited...they closed at 7.....i get a phone call at 7:10, I had given up on getting to first friday - it was way too late to sell - and he calls and leaves me a voicemail. I saw the call come in. i was at starbucks having a coffee 2 blocks away, feeling dejected and defeated after accepting my plans were shot. I purposely didn't answer - i was pissed. I waited 3 days to go pick up my prints, which looked AWFUL. I know it was my choice to not print in color, but these couldn't be sold. Scott had initially taken a 1/2 deposit from me, but he waived the rest and let me have the prints, which I appreciated and it was a good painkiller for a painful lesson.
So, conflicted because there is no burden of fault here - it was a conflict of personalities that spiraled into a negative experience. I'm sure they do good work - but I wish I didn't get anxiety from being spoken to like a child. read more