- a card soliciting us to try another insurance company addressed to "Our Friends or Current Residents"... (in case we've had a falling-out)
- A very official postcard from the National Vehicle Headquarters (be sure to lower your voice as you say this and sound stern) SECOND NOTICE Notice: VEHICLE WARRANTY EXPIRATION, and then there's a little box checked :Immediate response required, but the boxes labeled return receipt required and signature required aren't checked (WHEW!!)
- a solicitation from an insurance company "Just for Members" of my credit union. But, it is in an envelope that has a very official type of label along the top declaring: IMPORTANT DOCUMENTS ENCLOSED, PLEASE FOLLOW DIRECTIONS INSIDE, TIME SENSITIVE DOCUMENTS, DELIVER IMMEDIATELY and then there's an admonition to "deliver to addressee only" and it has an elaborate approval code, also. Double Whew!
- a $10 gift card !! from Shell Oil!! (mutter when you read this next part) activated only when you apply for their credit card...
- my paycheck direct deposit statement--whoeee--I often get so wound up during the day that I totally forget that payday is coming tomorrow.
- my "hometown" newspaper---having not lived in this hometown for 34 years I guess it isn't a surprise that I recognize no one from the obit column or the wedding announcements.
- a catalog from the company that imports craft crap from Asia--I bought something once and cannot get off their mailing list
- a coupon flyer from the teacher store "Learning is Expensive"
- two more catalogs from clothing places--I ALWAYS order on-line--puleez don't kill more trees sending me your catalogs
- a brochure from a plastic surgeon the cover of which is a close up color photo of the torso of a woman who used the services I guess---she's also had a Brazilian bikini wax and you can count the number of her empty hair follicles on a part of her body I'd rather not see that up-close and personal---I'm thinking that the doctor's office number printed on it keeps it from being classified "porn" so it can be mass-mailed.
So that's the mail delivery here on November 8, 2007 at our house. What did the USPS Fairy leave under your pillow?
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The office here has a recycle bin right by the mailboxes so I can chuck my junk right away. I like that. We don't get that much interesting junk mail--although the other day we got some sort of Maxim-like magazine for men. Don't know how we got on that list.
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