Several years ago I went to a Vanity Fair photography exhibit at the LACMA. The caliber of work that this magazine produces is incredible. I've been a subscriber since. While I am able to access the magazine through their app on my iPad, it's far more impressive in its print form. So, I continue to receive it each month.
Last week the newest addition arrived. Oddly, when I opened the front door to take the dog for a walk, it was sitting on the doorstep. I had assumed it was delivered to a neighbor's mailbox by mistake, and they dropped on my doormat. I threw it inside the house and headed out. Not too much thought went into it again until a day or so later when I was cleaning up. As I removed it from its plastic wrapping, the following letter was included.
Hand delivery? Have they really hired people to hand deliver it to my doorstep? Is that cheaper than mailing it through the postal service? The funny thing though is that it's not saving me any time. I still have to go to the mailbox and get my other mail, so really, it's a strange service. Maybe it's giving someone a job who otherwise didn't have one?