Map Plaque - Magnet

Ordered a custom map magnet. What showed up was a gray smudge that looked like someone scanned a road atlas through a dirty windshield, printed it on a wet napkin, then hit it with a hairdryer. Couldn’t find a single street. Couldn’t find the city. Couldn’t find the point. Then there’s the magnet. And I use that word loosely, because whatever they glued to the back has the holding power of a polite suggestion. Stuck it on the fridge, walked away, heard a noise like a dropped plate. Five minutes. Five. It didn’t fall so much as it defected — leapt off the door and shattered on the kitchen tile like it wanted out of the deal as bad as I did. So: the printing doesn’t print, the magnet doesn’t magnet, and the whole thing doesn’t survive contact with a Tuesday. Somebody shipped this and called it done. Zero quality control, zero care, zero reason for anyone to buy it. Save your money. Buy a fridge magnet from a gas station — at least those hold.

Hard to read

Way smaller than advertised, can hardly read the letters. Not worth it