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| - I purchased my Suzuki Boulevard used from a private seller, and thank the maker I did, because they took the liberty of stripping all the screws on my bike. When it came to winterizing my bike, I struggled to get a stripped screw out, but more importantly, where the bleepidy bleep am I going to get ONE screw for ONE 2005 S50? Blargh!
I began my search on the internet where I discovered the part number I required. The internet is the be all, end all of all things awesome. But I don't need to tell YOU that Mr. Internet Reader, now do I. Fast forward 5 minutes :
"HOW MUCH FOR SHIPPING?????????? 90$ for a 2.15$ screw??"
Also followed by some of this: "$&%*!@" Looney Tunes ACME swearing.
How much does one have to pay to get a screw around here? I didn't mean that the way it sounded. What I am I saying is, I was totally screwed.
I found a Suzuki specialty store (They classify themselves as bikes AND parts!) named WALT HEALEY MOTORSPORTS. The internet isn't failing me just yet because they lead me here. I was avoiding the big boy shop (to be unnamed) for obviously reasons. You know, because I'd rather light myself on fire than visit them again and be ignored. I phoned Walt and Joe McHappy answers the phone. I don't know if that was his name, but let's say it was for review sake.
He says "No problem, I'll order that in for you right away, it'll be about five dollars."
Me: "How much for shipping" *cringes and waits to hear "90$"*
"Oh, no worries, five dollars all in"
Ahhhhh-ouuuu-gaaaa! cue * Looney Tunes in love, eye popping excitement*
"The only thing is though, I JUST put my order in so you'll have to wait about 2 weeks, is that okay?"
"No, this is unacceptable as it's the middle of winter and I need a screw for my bike right away". I didn't say this, but could you imagine if I did?
I was beyond elated. I couldn't believe all my struggles with shipping on the internet were so quickly resolved in a 2 minute phone conversation with a LOCAL shop. I was so happy in the end to support a local store, and I'll go to them from now on for all my Suzuki needs.
Sure enough, this fairy tale romance ends with a phone call about 10 days later saying my screw was in and could be picked up anytime. The Princess was finally reunited with her screw and they lived happily ever after. In a Ziploc Bag. In her basement. Until Spring.
The End
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