When it gets to be late at night and the house is dark, silent, and lonely, I like to head over to Amazon and shop to my little heart’s content. Since I can’t exactly go hog-wild buying whatever strikes my fancy, I browse around until I find something I simply can’t live without and promptly put it on my wish list. Most recently I added some incredibly cute black sunglasses to the list: they’re like exaggerated versions of my all-time favorite sunglasses (seen here), which just recently disappeared without a trace. The best part about adding things to my wishlist, though, is it gives me a little hint when someone has gotten me a present. I can’t usually tell what has been purchased, but the total number of items shifts. If I’ve been keeping tabs on it, I’ll notice the change and then it starts to feel like Christmas – the anticipation is half the fun, and this way I get to eagerly await the arrival of my local postal Santa Claus.

    Up until recently, Amazon’s been doing a fabulous job at keeping my wish list straight and giving me those little hints when someone has been sweet enough to send me a gift. But unfortunately, Amazon is now screwing with my head: when I checked earlier tonight, the total number of items dropped significantly. Eight items suddenly disappeared. My heart skipped a beat, I started think I’d soon be buried in a deluge of happy present goodness. But a split second later more reasonable thoughts prevailed, and that’s when I noticed that the entire second page of my wishlist had disappeared.

    I can’t really imagine that some sweet soul sprung for $580 of goodies, including both an extremely expensive bottle of perfume and a video iPod. Unless someone is my boyfriend, a potential boyfriend trying to get on my good side, someone planning on proposing to me, or a current fiance, that seems like a bit much for a “get well” gift. Since I have none of those such relations (unless there’s a boyfriend I don’t know about hiding in the closet), I’m pretty dang sure the prospect of such a gift is inconcievable. I’m thinking Amazon’s sleeping on the job or something. And to think, they got my hopes up and everything! I think it’s terribly rude of them, even if I did only dare to dream for a split second.

    Apparently, a messed up wishlist is the least of their problems. I started browsing around the Apparel & Accessories department, letting the fashionista in me run wild with elaborate dreams of designer superfluousness. I looked through the list of brands, hoping to find my favorite designers. Naturally once I saw Hugo Boss, I had to pay him a visit. I clicked on his name, then went to the Women’s department. Boy, was I surprised when I found this!

    Either I’ve been really confused all my life about what makes a woman a woman and what makes a man a man, or Amazon’s having some serious issues. Now whether those issues are technical or gender related, who knows, but either way, I think they might want to fix the Hugo Boss department. 🙂

    And while they’re at it, I wish they’d fix my wish list…