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I’m trying to buy a lens for my new camera, specifically, a Nikon 18-55mm VR because I want to take pictures with the new camera this weekend. The trouble is that I can’t order online and get it today (next-hour shipping hasn’t quite been invited yet). It sells for $179 online, but that doesn’t include shipping. So I deicded to see if Wolf Camera (who I don’t really like) sells them. There are three of them in Chattanooga, so I called them in order of proximity. The first two conversations went sort of like this:
Wolf Camera: “Wolf Camera, this is so-and-so”
Me: “Hi so-and-so. I am checking to see if you have a particular lens in stock.”
Wolf Camera: “…”
Me: “It is the Nikon 18-55mm VR”
Wolf Camera: “Let me check… no, we don’t have it. Sorry.”
I wasn’t optimistic, but needed to follow through. The last conversation went like this:
Wolf Camera: “Wolf Camera, this is so-and-so”
Me: “Hi so-and-so. I am checking to see if you have a particular lens in stock.”
Wolf Camera: “Sure! Which one is it?”
Me: “It is the Nikon 18-55mm VR”
Wolf Camera: “We sure do.”
Yay. $199 is totally worth being able to take pictures this weekend. (Look forward to that). More to the point, I was so pleased with the woman on this end of the phone. Sounds like she actually cares about her job. It made me happy.
