Amazon appears in the court of peeves.

(Mention of Trademarked products implies recognition of the trademark. RantWoman is not doing any further lookups tonight.)

RantWoman probably should not just provide free consulting. RantWoman should demand at least the usual hourly rate she commands for telling ecommerce and telecomm giants her opinions.

Tough. It is nerd heaven on Saturday night and ranting at Amazon MAY keep RantWoman out of worse trouble. Maybe.

1. RantWoman had to spend the precious time she and Little Sister have during bus travel  to talk on the phone listening to Little Sister's account of spending at least 10 hours trying to renew a Prime subscription that has come for several years from a benefactress. There was moving involved. There was discussions about different rates for Prime subscriptions in different cities. There were several variations of utter (RantWoman's terms) customer service witlessness, the sort of customer service witlessness that can have HUGE impact on a family of modest means if something gets charged the wrong way as indeed seems to have  occurred multiple times.

Arrrggggh.

Wariness about exactly this sort of fiasco is one of the things that keeps RantWoman from signing up for Prime even though Prime has worked really well for Little Sister and RantMom. In our totally transit-dependent family, free delivery alone and free delivery either to Little Sister's or to la caja de Amazon at a grocery store near RantMom's probably mean Little Sister should do a cost-benefit analysis and ... But never mind: part of the RantSister contract is that Little Sister has to find other paths to wisdom than RantWoman sometimes. And RantWoman still gets to be grateful for the family anecdotes about what works.

RantWoman found herself actually glad the bus was too noisy and somehow the call got disconnected for a moment. When the RantSisters reconnected there was plenty else to talk about but there is enough steam rising from ears for both Little Sister and rantWoman over the Prime renewal fiasco.

2. Home comes RantWoman and sits down for a wild evening of internetting. RantWoman is easily seduced. Tonight's vehicle: a "survey" offering RantWoman a $50 Amazon reward  for completing a survey.

Really.

The survey was multiple choice without any option even for saying something when one checks Other. RantWoman tends to check Other a lot on all kinds of surveys.

RantWoman's various thoughts that do not fit anywhere as the questions were asked.

--RantWoman has a Kindle Fire. RantWoman was grumblingthe other day about how much she loves Vibrate on Touch on her phone and how much it drives RantWoman crazy that her Fire does not have it. RantWoman likes some features about her Fire but is not wild about others. So, what to check for that question?

--RantWoman generally prefers shopping directly on known websites rather than sorting through overabundance on Amazon. This times about 50 when like Google, RantWoman keeps getting presented and has to wade through ads she already knows she is not going to care about.

Sure. Answer the age question honestly. That way when Amazon offers rewards, the options will include anti-wrinkle cream, some kind of tooth-picking device and some testosterone anti-aging thing. All plus a designer handbag were listed as free except for cost of shipping, way less than $50. The ONLY thing RantWoman was vaguely interested in, besides an older model iPod listed as out of stock was the handbag; even that though has to pass the touch and feel test before RantWoman is willing even to think about admitting it to her already cluttered apartment.

There. Thank you for reading.

Now on to the next item in the In Need of rant Inbox.