In recent days, the mail that reaches our household has been full of one genre of snail mail: the credit card offer. The above stack consists solely of credit card offers collected in our box since the week of July 20. They’re all unopened, and in mint condition.
There are about 45 pieces (at $.37 ea, that’s over $15), most from the lovely town of Wilmington, DE. If we had accepted all the offers, our credit line could buy a new, full-time writer for TruePravda. Each envelope contains dated material, and demands to be opened immediately. Many are duplicates, but CitiBank leads the charge with 12 separate pieces.
Hmmm—I wonder how many I would get in a year…