The previous owners of Kailani had installed four Alpenglow
lights. These are handmade, marine, interior lights. They are
beautiful and energy efficient. It's weird that they are made in
Montana; it would be hard to be further from an ocean. Originally,
they were made with custom fluorescent bulbs. More recently, the company
has switched to LED lights. While the LEDs are no more efficient than the
fluorescent bulbs, they last virtually forever and are shock resistant.
The fluorescent bulbs are custom made for Alpenglow and expensive. We
didn’t want to have a carry a bunch of extra bulbs around, so we were looking
for an alternative. We found that Alpenglow offers a rebuild service; for
less than half the price of a new LED light you can have your old ones
converted. It seemed like a good choice.
Alpenglow light in main
saloon.
These
are our main lights, so to send them all in at one time would be a
hardship. Instead, we have been sending them in one at a time. When
one comes back we send out another one. The first one went great.
We sent one out and ten days later we had a converted LED light that had been
cleaned and refinished. We sent the second one in; they quickly rebuilt
it and sent it back then took a two week winter vacation. What company
takes shuts down for two weeks in Feb? Anyway, they said we should
receive the light around Friday, Feb 14. Our mail all goes to the marina
office; they put the envelopes into boxes for us and they hold the packages
until we come in and sign for them. The packages are placed on a big
table with our names written in big magic marker letters on the top of
them. On Monday, Feb 17 I stopped by the office to see if the package had
arrived. I checked the list and didn’t see our name. No big deal,
sometimes the mail is slow. I checked back the next day and the next, on
the following Friday the office manager looked through all the packages to see
if it had arrived, but not made it onto the list. No luck.
Nothing
left to do but wait until Alpenglow came back from their winter vacation.
When they returned I asked them for a tracking number. They sent a number
that didn’t work, but let me know they had checked and it had been
delivered. I asked them to try again and they sent a number that worked
and showed that the package had indeed been delivered. Now I had proof
and was looking forward to the next day when I could go to the office and
demand they produce the package.
The
next day I stomped into the office and said, “We have a problem. The post
office says that a package was delivered two weeks ago and you are claiming it
hasn’t arrived.” The office manager asked if it was an envelope or a
package. I said it was a package and held up my hands to show the
size. Beside me there was a table that holds all the packages that are
waiting to be picked up. I looked at the table for a package that was
close to the size I was expecting to help reinforce the size I was trying to
explain. Seeing one that looked right, I grabbed it and said, “It should
be about this size”. Looking down at the box in my hands I realized that it had
my name on the label. The office had written the senders last name in big,
bold letters on the box and on the list, instead of our last name. The
box had been sitting there for over two weeks just waiting to be picked
up. From now on I’ll ask for a tracking number as soon as a package
ships. Also, if I expect something and the office says it isn’t there
I’ll just take a look through the packages anyway. Maybe I’ll save
a couple weeks of waiting.
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