Well, I finally got my carburetors back from paintedseat. I had to drive to Knoxville, knock on his door unannounced and tell him that I was there to pick them up, but at least I have them.
At first he did the puzzled look thing where he pretended he was confused and didn’t know who I was, then he told me he had sent them back already so I ask him to show me the receipt for him shipping them back. Then he said he didn’t have the receipt and didn’t know where they were, but thought he had sent them back. Finally he decided he would check his basement and lo and behold he said “someone” must’ve put them in his basement - but he had really thought that he had sent them back. When I asked why he hadn’t responded to any of my attempts to communicate with him, he said that he didn’t know I had been trying to communicate with him.
Suffice it to say that I don’t have a very high opinion of him at this point.
