I order from Amazon a lot, living in a place where the local book, music, and software stores are either nonexistent or tiny. In fact, I order so much from them that when they came out with Amazon Prime, offering 2-day shipping on all orders for a flat $79 yearly fee, I jumped on it. “Whoo whoo!” says I, “I can get my books FAST, all the time, and it’ll be CHEAP!”
So far, it’s worked well. Except last night. I come home from work, anticipating my newest load of books - five of 'em, all on the Booker Prize long list. They’re not there.
I double check the Amazon site. “Your books were sent out Friday, August 19th!” it tells me. OK, by my count, books sent out on Friday, 2nd day, oughta get here on Tuesday. I call UPS.
“Oh yes!” they say “We have them! They’ll be delivered tomorrow!”
“They were sent Friday?” I ask.
“Yup,” they say.
“So by my count, sent out Friday, 2nd day, they oughta be here today.”
“Oh,” says UPS, “But they weren’t sent 2nd day. They were sent ground.”
Excuse me? Ground? Didn’t I ante up $80 a few months ago so that every fucking thing I order from Amazon is sent 2nd day?
Luckily, I have the super-secret Amazon customer service phone number. I call them, and explain the situation to Melanie of Amazon, who confirms my packages were sent ground.
MofA tells me “We’ve determined that packages sent to your address from that particular fulfillment center are received within two days, even when sent ground. We’re sorry for the inconvenience.”
Now I’m really getting mad. What the fuck? I ask for 2-day service, I pay for 2-day service, and you determine that ground is good enough? Fuck you, Amazon. I don’t care if you’ve scientifically determined that sending my packages by dogsled gets them from you to me in 12 parsecs, if I say I want 2-day shipping, I want TWO DAY SHIPPING.
MoA sympathizes with me. I tell her “I’m in the middle of nowhere. NOTHING gets here in 2 days unless it’s sent 2 day. Heck, for a long time, when FedEx first opened, they wouldn’t guarantee overnight service up here.”
“I’m sorry,” says MoA, “I’ll pass your feedback on to my supervisors.”
Fuck that. I’m pissed. I push her a little more. “So you’re saying that even though I paid for second day shipping, you guys sometimes decide it’s OK to ship it ground?”
“er, yes,” she says. She sounds apologetic. “How about I send on a $15 gift certificate for your troubles.”
Free books? My book slut personality comes to the foreground “OK,” I say, free books are good. I quell the book slut, and get back to horrified customer personality. Goddamn it, Amazon, send me my fucking books the way I want them to be sent, quit second guessing me, and throw out your goddamn business model experts and mid-level managers and greedy VPs who came up with this fucking idea. And, since this is the pit, go felch a goat while you’re at it.