Showing posts with label Consumerism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Consumerism. Show all posts

Thursday, July 30, 2026

One for the books

I had occasion to desire a geographical dictionary for reasons. And I wanted an older one, pre-90s, because I like chancing on the names that existed during the 70 years of the USSR, but changed back to the tsarist times.

So I went to ABE books, which I’ve patronized for 25 years at least. Found one at a place called Gulf Coast books, in Texas, and ordered it.

But I was really annoyed to find that someone put one on of those inventory stickers that doesn’t peel off easily or cleanly. On a book. And that there was a price tag of $3.00 for it.

Gulf Coast listed the book on ABE at $5.22.

You’d think they’d at least have removed that sucker before shipping the book.

 

 

©2026 Bas Bleu

 

Wednesday, July 29, 2026

Suck it up

As you can see, there’s been a changing of the guard for vacuum cleaning chez moi. 

My Kenmore cannister vac, which I bought about 25 years ago when the previous, 30-year-old Kenmore vac died, finally gave up the ghost.

I took it to the local vacuum repair and sales shop, where the proprietor told me that while it was manufactured in the US, its heirs are made in China, as are all parts. He said that replacing the motor wouldn’t be a good investment. I went home to do some research.

Turns out a whole lot of vacuum cleaners are manufactured in China, with somewhat middling reviews. The best ones come from Germany, but they are also pricey.

Well, after mulling it over, I bit the bullet and bought the SEBO from the local guy. With an extra box of bags, it was over $1000.

It’s smaller than the old one, and lighter. But it better outlast me.

 

 

©2026 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, June 18, 2026

Family issues

I have to say that I don’t normally pay any attention to the notifications I get from Paris Baguette. I just scan the app to accumulate points whenever I go in for a latte and then redeem the points when they are enough to get something free.

But this one kind of surprised me a couple of weeks ago:

Yes, I suppose that some percentage of people might not be celebrating Father’s Day, for any number of reasons. So, okay.

But I don’t recall a similar notification for Mother’s Day last month, when I’d imagine there are at least as many people who ditto.

Maybe I just didn’t notice it.

 

©2026 Bas Bleu

 

Tuesday, March 31, 2026

Milk money

Back in the Before Times, it didn’t matter where I bought milk for my lattes; it was $1.99 per half gallon. So I bought it wherever I happened to be shopping when I ran low—mostly either Trader Joe or Wegmans.

Then, maybe two years ago, I noticed that Wegmans had raised the price to $2.69—okay, but TJ was $2.49. Why was that, I wondered. I checked Giant (a regional biggie); they were charging $2.79. What the hell? The milk basically comes from the same cows.

So I limited my milk purchases to TJ. Annoying because it meant in some weeks going to multiple stores to complete my grocery shopping, but I found this discrepancy annoying.

Then, in the past couple of months, I went to a Lidl for the first time. Just for ducks, I checked their milk price: $1.63. This made me feel like the other concerns—especially Giant—were just taking the piss. (It may be a loss leader for Lidl, but more than a dollar delta between them and the next cheapest price seems pretty bold.)

What with tariffs and war in Iran, this past week, they raised their price to $1.67.

Here’s Trader Joe:

And Wegmans:

But looky here at Giant:

I mean—Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?

 

 

©2026 Bas Bleu

 

 

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

The importance of use case scenarios

I was in Paris Baguette the other day, waiting for my latte (I don’t know what it is, but their lattes are infinitely better than the ones I make; their milk must be from exceptionally happy cows), when I noticed that I was next to the shop’s thermostat.

Which was encased in a locked plastic box:


I’m thinking that it was an unfortunate and thoughtless placement of a device that controls the space’s temperature; ergo the after-market security feature.

I wonder how long it took after opening to encase it? 

 

©2026 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, November 13, 2025

Working hard

There were three or four of these crates left out for trash pickup on Monday. I thought the slogan was…interesting.

So I found their website. Um.

This is their holiday offering.


©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, October 30, 2025

Boiling water

When my neighbor moved out of his house in June, it was kind of a mad scramble at the end. I’d open my door in the morning and find bags or boxes of things he was jettisoning—foodstuffs, linens, even small appliances.

Yes—one morning there was a box with a toaster and an electric kettle. Well—I have a toaster oven, but I thought I might quite like the kettle. Boy, was I right. That sucker was a game changer—heats water for tea like a champ and then shuts off.

Until a couple of weeks ago when it didn’t any more. Whenever it was on the plate, it was heating. Once I didn’t hear it when it boiled and by the time I got to the kitchen, I had to use a hot pad to take it off.

So, I had a decision—do I buy a new kettle or go back to using the whistling one on the stove? Or continue to use it in its current condition?

Eventually I opted for replacing it, but with a kettle that will heat to different temperatures—for green tea, French press coffee and black tea, amongst other settings. (I make a quart of iced tea about every other day, and starting in October every year I make a pot of hot tea almost daily.) It cost a few bob (although on sale), but once again, my life is changed.

I do have to remember to poke the setting for green tea instead of just “boil”, which will take some training. (Also—I'm not quite sure of the point of "keep warm".) But it is da bomb.

 

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Wednesday, October 22, 2025

In your cup

My morning walk Monday took me past this recycling bin and I was struck by the Folgers container.

I was unaware that it was still in business.

Back in the last century, Folgers had quite the market share in the States, along with Maxwell House. Since that was also the era of pre-cable TV (much less internet streaming), their commercials were all over the airwaves. People made Folgers coffee in percolators, on their stoves. Yuban was considered upmarket.

(And I only knew this from the TV ads because my parents drank instant coffee and my mom bought whatever was on sale. Sadly, I can still recall the jingles for them.)

It wasn’t until I worked for the Army and was introduced to coffee made by grizzled staff sergeants (guys who didn’t judge java as brewed unless you could stand a spoon straight up in it) in industrial-sized urns that I came to appreciate the concoction. I started out with Mr. Coffee makers, dabbled in cone filters for single servings and then moved on to dual pot-plus-espresso machines.

My current setup is an espresso machine, a burr grinder and a couple of French presses for when I’m not drinking Italiano. I buy whole beans from Costco and they last me a good long while, because I’m happy with one cup per day. (I did stock up early this year in anticipation of the Kleptocrat's whack-job tariffs.)

I haven’t been down a beverages aisle in a supermarket since 2020 when Wegmans took out their bulk tea option, so I have no idea what’s on the shelves. But evidently Folgers is still on them.

 

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

 

Thursday, October 9, 2025

Twinkling on

Even as Lowe’s is ready to sell you seasonal yard monsters, do not be concerned that they’re going to short change the Christmas opportunity. Because right next to their Halloween display, they have these:





(For some reason, the twinkling Nativity just gets me.)








©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Wednesday, October 8, 2025

Spookee!

After my recent Costco run, where I discovered Christmas décor had pushed out Halloween stuff (in September), I made a trip on Monday to Lowe’s, because I knew they’d be doing it right.

They did not let me down.





And of course I pushed all the Try Me buttons. All the buttons.









 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, September 25, 2025

They're here

Okay, I’ve not been to Costco for a few weeks, so I don’t know how long this has been there, but this was yesterday, 24 September:

And, on 24 September, I didn’t see any Halloween décor, so if you didn’t get your 12’ skeleton, you’ll just have to go to Lowe’s.

(I didn’t check the candy aisles; they’ll surely still have plenty of Halloween treats, right?)

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, September 4, 2025

Job to be done

This sign caught my eye the other day:

I mean—I guess it makes sense. I get invitations in the mail on the regular from companies headquartered in New Jersey that are ready to pay me cash for my house as-is. So, why not cars?

It’s the “alive or dead” that gets my attention. Like—instead of having to pay to have your non-functioning 2011 Nissan Altima towed to the junkyard, someone will give you cash to take it off your hands?

Somebody may just have spotted a real gap in the market..

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Tuesday, July 29, 2025

Stretching the dollar

If you want to know whether the economy for the simple folk is improving under the current kleptocracy, here you go:


Yes, items at the Dollar Tree now cost $1.50. (They’ve been $1.25 for a while, but this is still a 17% increase in the past month.) I’m guessing that a good chunk of their inventory is manufactured in China, so it’s bound to get worse.

I can understand why Dollar Tree isn’t renaming itself to Dollar-fifty Tree, because they have no way of knowing how many more price raises they’re going to have to incorporate. And Ten Dollar Tree doesn’t really have that same ring to it.

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, February 6, 2025

Economic update

During my sortie to IKEA on Tuesday, I noticed a couple of things.

The breakfast in their cafeteria that used to be $.99 15 years ago (and may have gone up to $1.99 five years ago, which was probably the last time I was there) is now $2.49.

But their bacon is really amazing, so it’s absolutely worth it.

And the 100-pack of tea lights, which used to be $2.49, is now $4.99. Even so, that's only $.05 per light, so they’re still the best bargain in candles around.

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 


Wednesday, February 5, 2025

Retail therapy

I went to IKEA yesterday:

Yes, that was my entire purchase: $75 worth of candles. I like dinner by candlelight.

May be time to install smoke detectors, tho.

 

©2025 Bas Bleu

 

Wednesday, August 28, 2024

When it absolutely, positively

<sigh>

FedEx notified me on Monday that a package that requires an adult signature would be delivered on Tuesday.

Yesterday morning I received this email in my queue at 0609:

So I darted out to Trader Joe before 0900 because I needed feta, and then squirreled around the house listening to my neighbors’ kitchen contractors drilling through steel-plated dinosaur teeth and wondering if I should take the pictures down from my wall. I needed to get to the library to pick up a book on hold, but you know that the instant I pulled out of the cluster the FedEx van would show up.

At 1150 I clicked on the package tracking link to discover this:

What I don’t understand is: why do they lie to you if they know you’re going to catch them at it?

 UPDATE: Okay, at around quarter after noon, I heard a thonk at the front door. Looked out to see my package on the stoop and the FedEx guy’s back as he got in his truck.

This has actually happened before. FedEx drivers tend to take the “Adult Signature Required” thing as more of a guideline than a mandate. UPS are total sticklers about it.

Anyway—book acquired, package safely inside, all is well.

 

©2024 Bas Bleu

  


Wednesday, August 7, 2024

Creeping holidays

So, as of 6 August, not only is Costco selling this:

They’ve also got this on display.

I just can’t.

 

©2024 Bas Bleu

 

Thursday, March 28, 2024

Agitation at the homestead

My clothes washer is giving up the ghost. It washes fine, but the spin cycle lasts for about 37 seconds, which doesn’t get all the water out of the clothes. I have to double-spin, using the cycle after the soak option, in order to not put dripping clothes in the dryer.

It’s a fairly bog-standard Kitchen Aid washer, which came with the house when I bought it seven years ago. The previous owners apparently didn’t live here very long, and they certainly didn’t invest in upgrading appliances while they were here, so it’s old. (Evidently the other kitchen appliances were deal-breakers, because after the house had been on the market some months, the owners brought in a bog-standard stainless steel refrigerator, stove and dishwasher to freshen things up a little. The installers hadn’t even bothered to plug in the stove.)

A couple of weeks ago I had a repairman out. He diagnosed the problem as the timer mechanism. And it turns out that the machine is so old that you can’t get parts for it (unless on eBay, which my guy is reluctant to do).

So I’ve been spending way more time than I’d like looking at washers this week. I don’t want or need an all-singing, all-dancing machine. I’m sure as hell not going to connect it to the wi-fi network; I can’t even figure out how to connect my Roomba to it. My guy likes LG, and favors front loaders. I can’t say I rate them much, but I was willing to go with it. Even though about the cheapest one of them you can get is $700 (and that’s allegedly a sale price.)

However, after getting all the way to the Costco website, I read the warning that it’s up to customers to make sure that whatever they purchase fits wherever they want it. So I went back to the laundry cubbyhole in my kitchen and this time measured the depth of the space. Just barely 31”. All front loaders are as close to 31” as makes no difference. Which doesn’t allow for hoses at the back of the machine. (My current washer is 25” deep, with a four-inch space behind it and one-inch gap to the accordion door.)

So I’m back to looking for washers—this time top loaders.

Ugh.

 

Thursday, March 21, 2024

Grinding fine

So, here’s an interesting (to me) variant on shrinkflation, the practice of vendors in the food supply chain of reducing the amount of product you find in packaging but charging the same price.

For some reason, Trader Joe has put 1.3 ounces of rainbow peppercorns in a slightly taller jar than before:

I only noticed it because the new grinder top they switched to doesn’t do a good job of actually grinding the peppercorns, so I put one of the older tops on. 

Then they changed the threads on the screw portion, so I have to pour the peppercorns into one of the older jars to make it work.

I have absolutely no idea what they gain from this, but there it is.

 

 

Tuesday, November 21, 2023

Old world hospitality

I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I was going to have a word with Amex when I got home about my accommodation in Dubrovnik. It’s the one time in years and years of using their travel service that the delta was so huge between what was promised in their listing and the booking confirmation and what I actually experienced.

Not to put too fine a point upon it, the whole thing pissed me off.

So last Wednesday I gave them a ringy-dingy, because I’d worked up a narrative with photos documenting my issues and I wanted an email address to send it to. Turns out Amex doesn’t do emails. It took me a while to get to the right place (which is Vendor Disputes, if you’re asking). Before I got there, I was on the line with Amex Travel for some time, as the agent listened to my story and then tried to contact Dubrovnik Old Town Apartments. She had no more luck than I did while I was there, so she connected me with Larry in Vendor Disputes. He also took down the broad strokes of my complaint and outlined the process (they investigate, get the vendor’s input, make a decision). What I wanted was a refund of the money I paid Dubrovnik Old Town Apartments.

Late Wednesday I received a couple of emails from Amex, which seem to indicate that they’ve accepted my complaint and that Amex Travel credited my account with the money.

Well, I’m feeling a bit like Sheriff Obie, sitting in the courtroom with his eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one is, and watching the judge come in with his seeing-eye dog. (Children—if you do not get the reference, go here.) I had all my corroborating evidence lined up and Amex didn’t even want it. So I’m going to share it with you. Viz:

Based largely on the description on the Amex Travel site, I booked a stay at Dubrovnik Old Town Apartments, 24-27 October. It’s described as a bed & breakfast, with photos depicting sunny, open accommodations.

This is the description of their cleaning practices:


This is the description of accessibility:

And here’s how my room was described in the booking confirmation—note “ground floor”:

I knew it was not a hotel, but I expected it to be a professional operation; it was listed on the Amex site. However, the property address itself, 12 Zamanjina ul, is a vestibule. It is unstaffed. When you arrive there, you’re expected to call the manager, who called himself “Ante”, so he can sort you out. (Although I do not know how I was supposed to know that, since it’s not mentioned on their site, on the AMEX site or in my booking confirmation.) Aside from the first contact, he was completely unresponsive.

The “ground floor” room I was given was at the top of these 14 stairs:

I would not characterize that as “ground floor”. Moreover, these stairs were, in turn, located next to the metal chair in this photograph; meaning—up scores of steps (without banister) from actual “ground” level.

That would not be part of my definition of “accessible”.

However, my major issue with the room was the bathroom, and specifically the shower, which had black mold on multiple surfaces:




Moreover, the bath rug had clearly not been vacuumed or even shaken out:


(Which I get: you'd have to haul a vacuum cleaner up and down those stairs to clean this.)

I contacted Ante about this and got exactly zero response:


Given the delta between what I expected (based on the Amex listing) and what I received, I’d like you to refund the money I paid for my stay there.

According to Amex's latest email, I got the credit, although Ante has until January to respond. I just wish they'd remove the provider from their listings.