Last year I remember Scott bought an advent calendar from a large London department store. It looked wonderful. He filled each window with treats and probably scoffed them all himself. I bookmarked something that would lead me to getting one sent to Australia from London for myself this year.
I followed it up a couple of weeks ago as this awful christmas nonsense is approaching. Ouch, ok, it is permanent and made of wood and looks fantastic, but at around £90, never mind postage, I don't think so.
I then slipped into a stamping foot, I'll hold my breath until I am blue in the face, tantrum mode. I want an advent calendar. I must have one. I am insanely jealous of Scott's advent calendar.
Ah, some dude in Germany makes very nice ones, although hardly to the standard of one from a large London department store. I have ordered one. It looks great and is about 1/2 a metre by a 1/4 metre, if that makes sense. It is quite cheap really at only €8 but the postage, oh the postage, €20.
It was my second online purchase for the day. This could become addictive.
The first was to a research something in R's old home town. I wanted the death details of his grandfather. Shhh, don't tell him. It is a surprise. Don't I know what the perfect gift is? Details of your dead grandfather!
As easy as it was to buy something from Germany over the net, it was extremely difficult to do so from England. Visa has something called verisign and Mastercard has something, oh, I don't know. Secure something. I used my Mastercard. I entered the last three numbers on the back of my card, but then it wanted a password. I tried the number again and the third time, I was locked out.
I rang my bank. The lass reset my secure whatever and after I hung up, I tried again and once again I was locked out after a couple of tries. I rang the bank again. I was given detailed instructions with a temporary password to get secure whatever. I was also told to use my name exactly as it was on the card. I went through the process twice and then it occurred to me that maybe I have to use all upper case and include the Mr. but too late, locked out again.
I rang the bank again and the chappie stayed on the phone while I proceeded and all was well. In the mean time I had to answer a couple of phone calls and deal with a text message. I was very asweat, if that is a word. I would estimate I typed in my credit card number twenty odd times, read it out over the phone about eight times and typed it in to the phone four times.
I then went back to the website and paid the money after following the process that I was still not sure about. I was actually surprised when it worked.
Maybe it is because I am getting old, but honestly, I have been using a computer and the internet since about 1996. I remember back to when it was easy to pay for something over the internet. Why is is so hard now? As I said, perhaps I am just getting old. At least I had the fortitude to stick at it for over an hour. In time, no doubt I will just say, screw it, I'll go without.