So, my subscription to the local paper ran out and I missed the notice, mailed as it was in the same envelope as all their other "sign up for eternal automatic payments and we'll luuuv you forever" whinings.
Paper stopped showin' up, I called, learned the Awful Troooth, renewed online the next day (I think -- it took three tries just to get my e-mail address updated), and waited. Paid for a year in advance. That was three days ago. Still no paper.
Called this morning. No humans in that department (they come strollin' in about ten and depart all dog-tired at five -- wanna bet it's an hour lunch, too?) but the automated system tells me, "Your account has a hold placed on it." No why or wherefore past that.
Yeah, good job, Indianapolis Star & Pravda (no, that's unfair, Pravda is a good little scandal sheet these days). Dog-gone it, I've got a little cat here that dislikes peeing on the freebie papers! (Too much color on the page, we think).
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