Kim's had an Amazon account for years. So, when I started making purchases last week, I simply entered her login and password. That pre-populated our mailing address and billing information. All I had to do was check on the items I wanted, send them to the "shopping cart," and press the check-out button. How simple. In went item #1, quickly followed by items #2, #3, #4, and #5. This was awesome. In no time at all, I was pretty much done with shopping. Or, so I thought.
You see, what I failed to realize was that Amazon also has Kim's e-mail address. And, Amazon loves to send you e-mails.
- First, there's the e-mail confirming your order.
- Then there's the e-mail telling you that your credit card's been charged.
- Next, you get the e-mail telling you that your order has shipped.
What a mess this has become. I spent all day yesterday running to Kim's computer, checking her e-mail, and hurriedly moving items out of her in-box. Even that wasn't enough. Once or twice, while she was sitting at her desk doing e-mails, she yelled out "You got another one." I'm sure she knows everything she's getting.
I've now added another item to my Christmas wish list for this year -- my very own Amazon account. I think that would make two people very happy.