Arggh. I knew this would happen. I knew it. I bought my wedding dress from a local vintage shop. Before I found the one I loved, I had bought a different one (same price - $125). The owner (the daughter of a mother/daughter owner team) told me they really didn't do returns, and I really wanted the new dress, so I said okay.
But the more I thought about it, the more unfair I thought that was, because there's no "all sales final" sign or policy or anything like that, and I had had the dress drycleaned (which really made it look better). It seemed like the daughter just kind of made that up on the spot. So I stopped in again, with the dress, and asked if I could get a refund for all the reasons I explained. She said that yeah, she talked it over with her Mom and a refund was appropriate in this case, so they'll give me the refund BUT they didn't have the cash right then and could I come back after tax day?
Like a complete babe-in-the-woods MORON, I agreed and gave them the dress so they could hopefully sell it before Prom season. I was trying to be nice. Guess who's going out of business and won't return my phone calls? The worst part of all of this is that it is my own damn fault.