Oh no, my candle melted when it was HOT!

[raudf]

Hmm.. they could ship 'em the way my dad's meds get shipped. Styrofoam box inside the shipping box that contains a bit of dry ice. And yes, it'd likely increase the cost of shipping, but if the customer wants a candle that badly, then they should be willing to pay the extra on shipping... Okay, even I can't say that with a straight face.

I haven't considered buying candles right now. Heck, I don't wanna consider buying anything that's going to create the smallest amount of heat right now... 100s for what looks like most of the week!

[Mishi]

I had never heard of them until this thread! Now...how do I get them through customs? Nothing suspicious about an object inside a candle arriving from overseas, that's for sure!

[vikingchyk]

Quoth raudf

Yeah, I also love it when my extended family complained because their child left her crayons in their car... and they melted. At this point, if we sat the crayons in the shade for a few seconds, they'd squish. Imagine what they'd do in a closed up car?!

I don't have to imagine, I actually did that as a child I thought it was the most beautiful technicolor puddle of goo ever! Crayola, 16 count box. Bonus: the car interior was black! That really made the colors pop

My parents weren't as amused, especially since the car was only about a year old when it happened. My dad would have to periodically repaint the shelf underneath the rear window (hey, where else would you put your coloring book and crayons? On the flat surface!) because he had to scrape the wax off, and took up some of the paint with it. So I got to hear about it every time he had to climb back there to paint. At some point while we still had the car (kept it 10 years) I was old enough to retort "Excuse me for not understanding crayons and thermodynamics when I was FIVE!"

This would explain why I never had crayons at home after that Meanies. It's OK, I have loads of them now. It's never too late to have a happy childhood

[vikingchyk]

Quoth wolfie

Post on the website that certain candles have low melting points, and will be damaged if exposed to high temperatures, and therefore will not be shipped when ambient temperatures are too high (keep the description page, but disable the "add to cart" button, and add a box with the explanation). Or, they could conveniently be "out of stock" on all their soy candles until the weather cools down.

A couple of my friends used to be reps for a home party candle company (like Tupperware parties, only with candles) The company would ship in any weather, leading to a lot of incidents of the boxes of 6 votives turning into what we lovingly referred to as "six wick bricks" I know the bricks were always replaced (usually caught by the rep before they got into the customer's hands) - not sure if the company or the representative took the hit on that one.

[Cyberguy]

I'll be honest, my first thought upon seeing this thread was, "Wow, people expected their candles NOT to melt when lit on FIRE?"

Of course, considering the average intelligence of the people discussed here, it wasn't an unreasonable assumption.

Seriously, though, they get something inside the candle, complain when the was is a little off, then expect another one? Smells like attempted scamming to me. Not a very clever one, but again, we're not dealing with geniuses here.

[Merriweather]

Quoth vikingchyk

I don't have to imagine, I actually did that as a child I thought it was the most beautiful technicolor puddle of goo ever! Crayola, 16 count box. Bonus: the car interior was black! That really made the colors pop

Some things really, truly don't belong in hot cars

And back in the days when most cars weren't air conditioned, almost ALL cars were hot cars in summer.

On summers, my dad always wanted to go back to his home town in North Carolina. In the car. In the hottest part of summer. When he only had two weeks or less vacation. Even when we lived in California.

I could write a book on our travels and how I somehow survived. But the relevant story here is the year my grandmother had just canned a new batch of saurkraut. Evidently, hers was the best in the world or something (I don't like any saurkraut, so couldn't say). My Dad (and sister) just HAD to bring some home. In the car with, like most then, no a/c. In the summer. Across the country, which, if you look on a map, has a nice bunch of deserts between NC & southern CA. So a couple of jars were put in the storage area under the back seat (seat lifted up & was hollow). Somewhere around the deserts of AZ or southern CA, they literally exploded.

At least the seat kept all the debris contained. We had that car for at least a year longer, and never did get the saurkraut smell out of it. Even if I'd liked saurkraut to begin with, that alone would have altered my feelings from that point on, I'm sure. It's sad to reference your childhood by "the year of the exploding saurkraut"....

[dalesys]

Quoth Merriweather

...It's sad to reference your childhood by "the year of the exploding saurkraut"....

Air trabbel ain't necessarily better.

My mother's brother, a "Don't Ask" chemist at Dugway Proving Grounds, went to a conference in Maryland. His little sister insisted that he bring home some bottles of sorghum syrup...

Which exploded in the luggage compartment.