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A month or so ago, "Rugsucker" [as known here] listed five 1950s upright Johnson-Wax polishers. I don't know anyone else who is as avidly nuts about these machines as I am, so I wasn't surprised when none of them got a single bid, especially since I considered his opening bids too high for the overall condition of the machines.
I sent him a message after they all expired, asking if he was planning to just throw them in the dump [which he often warns he is going to do with his stuff], would he mind sending two of them to me for the cost of shipping. (Much as I would like to have had all five, I just couldn't afford it.)
No reply.
A couple days later, "it just so happened" that the two particular machines I had asked about were re-listed. I could not afford to pay what he was asking for both of them, so I just got one.
Then the second one didn't get any bids again, so I asked once again if he could include both machines in one shipment for the extra shipping cost, and he agreed to do so.
Well, more than a week passed with no shipping info or word about the polishers. I sent a note to "leisurelady65" (the person who lists stuff for him on eBay), nicely asking when I could expect the shipment.
She replied that she had had a death in the family and had had to go to Indiana, that she would get the package out ASAP. I apologized for bugging her about it and she replied it was okay, that I could not have known about her family situation. It seemed all was well.
Well, today, what to wondering eyes should appear but a long, slender, flimsy carton. I knew what it was as soon as I saw it on the front porch. The carton was so flimsy that it was bent and crimped in the middle and had long creases running along its length on all sides. There were several good-sized holes torn in the ends, and I could also see that the tape had been affixed in a sloppy and haphazard manner.
I picked it up to carry it in and got a queasy "Uh-Oh" feeling in my stomach when I heard stuff like small plastic bits rattling around inside.
I got the box upstairs and opened it.
I just stared with slack-jawed astonishment at what I saw.
The two polishers were in the flimsy box end-to-end with NOT ONE SHRED of viable packing material. There were two pieces of completely deflated plastic "air pillows" stuffed inside one of the polishers and another piece floating around loose in the carton.
I pulled the first polisher out and it appeared okay overall.
However, the second one, the RAREST one of course, the one I'd never seen or even heard of in my 50 years of collecting vacuums, was demolished. The plastic motor housing was cracked clean through and a chunk of the plastic was missing -- that's what was clattering around inside the box.
I checked the listing photos again to see if the housing was cracked or broken, and it was not. It was fully intact.
The end of the handle was crimped and mashed in -- it appears that that's what poked the holes in one end of the carton.
Furthermore, the motor on that machine is frozen. When I plugged it in, all I got was the "rrrrrrrrr" sound of a locked-up motor and smoke started coming out of the housing. It would have been nice if it had been noted in the listing that the motor was no good.
Additionally, the cord was frayed at the top where it goes into the handle, and the switch is broken. I didn't realize how frayed it was until after I had plugged it in to check the motor. When I unplugged the cord from the wall outlet I was holding the metal handle in my other hand and received a mighty electric shock when the frayed cord touched the handle.
Mr. "Rugsucker" knows how crazy I am about Johnson Wax polishers, yet he did not bother to ensure that leisurelady65 packed them carefully.
Miraculously, and I mean that literally, the other machine survived the journey unharmed as far as I can tell, other than some heavy scratches that I did not recall seeing in the listing photos. This is nothing short of a miracle. I am happy for that much, at least.
To say that I am unhappy and dismayed would be the understatement of the millennium. This will be my first and last purchase from "Rugsucker."
The reason I am sending this out is because of my absolute disgust with this transaction, and to alert other potential buyers. I don't see why he would have singled me out for this crummy treatment so I can only assume it's happened to other people as well, or may happen in the future.
CAVEAT EMPTOR -- BUYER BEWARE.
Here's a bunch of photos so you can see for yourself.
The first six are from the auction listing of the rarer machine. The rest are of the condition in which I received it other than the last one which is of the other machine.
I could just cry.

















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A month or so ago, "Rugsucker" [as known here] listed five 1950s upright Johnson-Wax polishers. I don't know anyone else who is as avidly nuts about these machines as I am, so I wasn't surprised when none of them got a single bid, especially since I considered his opening bids too high for the overall condition of the machines.
I sent him a message after they all expired, asking if he was planning to just throw them in the dump [which he often warns he is going to do with his stuff], would he mind sending two of them to me for the cost of shipping. (Much as I would like to have had all five, I just couldn't afford it.)
No reply.
A couple days later, "it just so happened" that the two particular machines I had asked about were re-listed. I could not afford to pay what he was asking for both of them, so I just got one.
Then the second one didn't get any bids again, so I asked once again if he could include both machines in one shipment for the extra shipping cost, and he agreed to do so.
Well, more than a week passed with no shipping info or word about the polishers. I sent a note to "leisurelady65" (the person who lists stuff for him on eBay), nicely asking when I could expect the shipment.
She replied that she had had a death in the family and had had to go to Indiana, that she would get the package out ASAP. I apologized for bugging her about it and she replied it was okay, that I could not have known about her family situation. It seemed all was well.
Well, today, what to wondering eyes should appear but a long, slender, flimsy carton. I knew what it was as soon as I saw it on the front porch. The carton was so flimsy that it was bent and crimped in the middle and had long creases running along its length on all sides. There were several good-sized holes torn in the ends, and I could also see that the tape had been affixed in a sloppy and haphazard manner.
I picked it up to carry it in and got a queasy "Uh-Oh" feeling in my stomach when I heard stuff like small plastic bits rattling around inside.
I got the box upstairs and opened it.
I just stared with slack-jawed astonishment at what I saw.
The two polishers were in the flimsy box end-to-end with NOT ONE SHRED of viable packing material. There were two pieces of completely deflated plastic "air pillows" stuffed inside one of the polishers and another piece floating around loose in the carton.
I pulled the first polisher out and it appeared okay overall.
However, the second one, the RAREST one of course, the one I'd never seen or even heard of in my 50 years of collecting vacuums, was demolished. The plastic motor housing was cracked clean through and a chunk of the plastic was missing -- that's what was clattering around inside the box.
I checked the listing photos again to see if the housing was cracked or broken, and it was not. It was fully intact.
The end of the handle was crimped and mashed in -- it appears that that's what poked the holes in one end of the carton.
Furthermore, the motor on that machine is frozen. When I plugged it in, all I got was the "rrrrrrrrr" sound of a locked-up motor and smoke started coming out of the housing. It would have been nice if it had been noted in the listing that the motor was no good.
Additionally, the cord was frayed at the top where it goes into the handle, and the switch is broken. I didn't realize how frayed it was until after I had plugged it in to check the motor. When I unplugged the cord from the wall outlet I was holding the metal handle in my other hand and received a mighty electric shock when the frayed cord touched the handle.
Mr. "Rugsucker" knows how crazy I am about Johnson Wax polishers, yet he did not bother to ensure that leisurelady65 packed them carefully.
Miraculously, and I mean that literally, the other machine survived the journey unharmed as far as I can tell, other than some heavy scratches that I did not recall seeing in the listing photos. This is nothing short of a miracle. I am happy for that much, at least.
To say that I am unhappy and dismayed would be the understatement of the millennium. This will be my first and last purchase from "Rugsucker."
The reason I am sending this out is because of my absolute disgust with this transaction, and to alert other potential buyers. I don't see why he would have singled me out for this crummy treatment so I can only assume it's happened to other people as well, or may happen in the future.
CAVEAT EMPTOR -- BUYER BEWARE.
Here's a bunch of photos so you can see for yourself.
The first six are from the auction listing of the rarer machine. The rest are of the condition in which I received it other than the last one which is of the other machine.
I could just cry.
















