Yesterday, I came home from my second day of school with confirmation from my other two classes: I need the textbooks. After returning my Algebra book, I considered going into the school bookstore and buying at least one of them there. I had a credit on my book allowance, and even though the bookstore is more expensive, it's also more convenient. I figured that was a decent trade.
Until I saw the line in the bookstore. It stretched and wound and wandered and serpentined throughout much of the store. I was tired, sweat was running down my back, and there wasn't enough money in the world to make me stand in that line. So, I went home instead.
When I walked in my door, I opened up the laptop and logged onto Amazon.com. I found my textbooks -- the cost of the new books was within a couple dollars of the cost of the same books used at the school bookstore -- and ordered them. Because I signed up for a new student account, I get Amazon Prime free for a year. That meant I could choose 2-day shipping for no charge.
My confirmation e-mail showed the estimated arrival date to be Saturday, August 27. That's what I expected. No problem. I considered that they might not get here until Monday, but that was still cool. I don't have those classes until Tuesday. Later last night, I received another Amazon e-mail telling me my books had been shipped. Wow! That was quick!
This morning, I was putting my makeup on when my doorbell rang. My UPS guy usually drops & runs, and since I didn't want to be seen with a half-done face (vanity, you know), I waited until he was back in his truck before I opened my front door. I was shocked by what I found.
It was a box. From Amazon. Addressed to me! My books arrived! Yes, instead of shipping my purchase 2-day, they shipped it overnight!
Not long after I opened my textbooks, I took a peek at e-mail. I had two new notes from Amazon. They both warned that my purchase might be delayed due to the weather.