I get the good woman, (the minister of war) to ring around for a P & A (price and avaiblity) on a counter shaft sprocket for the rex, Yep so and so's, got one and it's $24.90. "Tell them, I be there later today to grab it on the way home." Get there and F*#* me standing, I reckon I stood at the efen counter for 10 minutes before my D*#*wad, come to my aid.
I tell Mr D*#*wad what I want, and I shyte you not another 10 minutes later says " I haven't got one." Well Mr d*#*wad, ya told my good woman that you do, and I've come all this way to pick it up. When did I say that?, "this morning around 10 am and your name is such and such, is that right?". " Oh, I'll have to go pull 1 off a new bike." So another 10 minutes passes, "here is your new sprocket, thats $60 thanks. Well after I peeled myself off the efen floor, " Just hang on 1 second there boy, (1) you tell the good woman you have the part in stock, (2) and you quoted her a price of $24.90,( and she wrote the figure down as she tried several suppliers) now you have F*#*ed me around for the best part of 30 minutes, and you now want to charge me $60.00.
Needless to say I walked out without a sprocket, but not before tell Mr D*#*wad to go forth and multiply, but in not so many words.
Just wonder if this level of sevice graces the rest of the world, or is it just a Aussie thing?.