December has been jam packed with bullshit. I got a hair across my ass to search for the ponies that "Jennifer" from Winnipeg "bought" from me. Right on Etsy - in front of the whole world - the dumb bitch has all my shit for sale, from Winnipeg, of course.
One of the MIB items had distinct and unique damage to it - and it matched the one that was stolen from me perfectly. Apparently "Jennifer" is actually "Ally" and sells a lot of pony merch - probably most of which was stolen through bogus cases she opens under aliases.
The kicker was when I sifted through her other merchandise and saw the ponies she used as "evidence" in her case against me. A fuckin' kindergartener could solve this case, but Etsy keeps giving me canned answers and trying to prompt me to pay "my" bill. I sent a complaint directing them to her shop and pointing out that the boxes match exactly, the merchandise matches, etc - canned response and "pay the bill".
I've sifted through their executive list and found out how to contact what I like to refer to as a "final boss".
When my mortgage company attempted to screw me over in 2011, I was like a dog with a bone. I did not let it go, and I followed the trail of who to contact until I got real help. I will do that with this as well.
It's not just the $200 worth of merchandise I was ripped off - it's that 1/3 of my income is now gone and also that this bitch is selling stolen shit and getting away with it. I won't let her.
I messaged her right after I found my shit: "This stuff looks REALLY familiar, "Jennifer". I'll let her sweat for awhile. She's lucky Canada post is on strike or maybe someone might "buy" something from her and then file a case...
