I suppose this is the cost of not using Pitney Bowes and thus having the tracking info be totally random and useless. (Or even worse, Pitney Bowes actually was shipping stuff across the country three times before delivering it. )
Of course they could just raise the price of everything by a dollar and keep “shipping” the same… I sometimes wonder if Amazon makes the price slightly higher for prime members for their free shipping and lower for everyone else who then pays shipping. I had read somewhere or other that not everyone sees the same price.
@capguncowboy@speediedelivery When I was growing up in a smallish town north of Dallas, there was a regional dairy that had an ice cream outlet store that sold cones, cups, shakes, etc.
My parents would often stop with me when we were in that part of town.
One time I went in to get our cones, and came out quite befuddled. The prices had just increased and cones went from a nickel to six cents per dip and i hadn’t taken enough money in with me.
I was quite confused. Everyone just KNEW that the price of ice cream was a nickel a dip and that is what they had always been. I thought that was an immutable fact of life.
Perhaps one of my first encounters with The Real World. I was maybe eight or nine years old.
(Two of my indelible memories from those days – the price increase and how very GOOD the ice cream was, especially during the summer heat. But we ate it year round. And also, there was no Texas sales tax yet!)
I would usually get some version of chocolate (they had one called Chocolate Ripple), but also loved the Lemon Custard flavor. They also had very good sherbet flavors. My mom’s favorite was the Hawaiian Delight (with pineapple and some kind of chopped nuts, and I also remember some kind of red or orange flakes, maybe cherries?). I don’t remember what my dad preferred, probably plain chocolate or vanilla.
Some current commercial brands are good, but still inferior to what this dairy sold.
@phendrick I have a similar story. I spent many of my younger years abroad so when I came back to the USA, I discovered a five and dime store. Was confused that there were things costing more than 10 cents there but that was a different story.
I cannot remember what I attempted to buy but I had exact change and went to the counter to buy it and was quoted a different price than what was marked on the product (this was when everything was priced because bar codes were not widely used at the time).
The clerk explained the difference was sales tax which made sense in a way but then I didn’t understand why they didn’t just mark up the price of the item to account for the taxes like they do with gasoline. I didn’t have enough change with me to buy whatever it was so went home empty handed.