Dude, Where’s My Damn Paper?
January 3rd, 2008 by Brian Ries in News
At 6:30 this morning, I dragged my pajamaed self out to the curb to pick up the daily rag. Risking frostbite and severe nipple chafing, I knelt down behind the cars and wandered around the lawn like an Alzheimer’s patient looking for a piece of cake from 1967. No luck.
Once my hands thawed enough to handle the telephone, I call the Herald circulation office only to get a recording saying “We were unable to deliver your paper. To record a complaint press #.” Huh. Alright, I’ll forgo my usual breakfast of eggs, toast and Tom Lyons, head to work early, and grab the paper there. Ooops. Missing again.
Another call, this time utilizing the power of the “O,” and I’m talking to a person, after a ten minute wait. Apparently, the Herald will be happy to credit us, happy to deliver today’s paper tomorrow, happy to send an e-mail version of the issue, but as of November 1 they no longer do redeliveries. Huh. Maybe I’ll stick to the web version from now on. That way I won’t have to read those pesky, revenue-producing ads.
Honestly, I feel bad complaining. After all the newspaper business is tough all over.
January 4th, 2008 at 12:41 pm
For a while there, I thought you were writing about the Bradenton rag. Then I realized that Tom Lyons writes for the Herald-Tribune, not the Herald.
If you’re going to slam a paper, at least get its name right.
January 4th, 2008 at 4:59 pm
Sorry, Hyphen, all of us who live down here in Sarasota refer to the paper as “the Herald”. That might be because the Bradenton Herald is beneath our notice. Yeah, that’s probably it.
January 7th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
And the rest of us who live down here in Sarasota refer to your paper as “The Pelican Press.”