Traumatized

On Friday me and best friend went to the Dunkin' Donuts to grab a white hot chocolate after we had been to the mall.  When I opened my purse to get my wallet, My Purse Ripped! Yes I know, very traumatizing! Right at the top where the clasp is just ripped! I had gotten this purse from my mother in law for Christmas and I love it! I was really pissed that it ripped because I have never had a Vera Bradley tear up before.

Yesterday I called Vera Bradley to ask what I needed to do to get a new bag. They informed to go to the retailer and they will exchange it. So after work I drove to the mall to talk to the guy.

He said, "Well just go on-line to Vera Bradley and you can fill out a claim form." Is this man full of shit or what? There is no claim form and I had already called and talked to someone. I told him I already called and they told me to come down here and if the retailer had any questions that they could call Vera.  So, he gets on the phone to check my story out or something. I guess they put him on hold too long so he said just pick out something and you can exchange it. THANK YOU! This is only what I told you the whole time, numb skull! So needless to say I got my new purse! I had all intention of exchanging my purse and getting the exact same one that I came there with. They didn't have that color so I picked a different color that I didn't have.

What I started with that ripped:



What I ended up with when I left:



Can you believe that my husband was mad at me for not getting the same color! He felt that his mother got me that for Christmas and I should have just sewed it shut and kept using it! Ridiculous! I explained to him that they didn't have the same color and he was still mad and said that i should have gone somewhere else then. I was surely not driving all over hell and half of Georgia for a purse! Needless to say he was a grump the rest of the day because of this purse! Men I don't understand them!