It’s five a.m. and I’ve been trying for an hour and 34 minutes to order a gourmet gift box on line – a birthday gift for a friend.
Talk about pulling your hair out – I’m so frustrated I’m ready to go screaming down the street and wake all the neighbors.
Amazon is one of the mainstays of on-line shopping networks and you would think they would make it easy on you. Of course I’’ve lost my password, so trying to get a new one was next to impossible. They show you this little box containing tipsy letters which you’re supposed to retype to prove you’re not an alien or tipsy I guess. I tried it sixteen times and it still wouldn’t allow me in. I no longer feel human and a shot of tequila sounds inviting.
So I shot over to Pottery Barn only to discover that somewhere in my distant pass I placed a $485 dollar chair in my check out box. When I tried to order a $25 box of chocolate truffles it kept ringing up at $510. There was NO WAY to unorder that chair. So I jumped over to Yahoo and encountered the same password problem.
I give up. I just wasted one hour and 42 minutes trying to order a simple box of chocolates on line. I could have gone to the store, selected some chocolates, wrapped them and mailed them in a lot less time.
I was planning to do my Christmas shopping online this year, but I’d rather stand in line for two hours than put up with the frustration of trying to place on order over the computer. They need to start an internet shopping site for Baby Boomers who have difficulties with all things technical.