67. She took the mail out of her mailbox. Back inside her third floor apartment, she looked at the return addresses on the envelopes. Junk, junk, junk, she said to herself as she threw each unopened envelope into the trash. But she opened one envelope. It was from the NY Times. It was a first‐time subscriber offer. The introductory price was much cheaper than newsstand or regular subscription prices—only $8 for eight weekend issues.
She called the 800 number. The rep said delivery would start that weekend. Saturday morning, she opened her door. There was no paper. She called the 800 number. The rep said that he would call the delivery service. "You should get your paper by noon," he said.
At 1 p.m., she called the rep. "I haven't gotten my paper," she said.
The rep said, "Really? Okay. You won't be charged for it."
The next morning, she opened her door. There was no Sunday Times. She called the 800 number. The rep called the delivery service. The rep called her back. "The delivery service said a lot of papers were damaged. Don't worry, you won't be charged."
The following Saturday, she opened her door. There was no paper. She called the 800 number. The rep said, "Well, you know it snowed last night. A lot of people in Brooklyn didn't get their paper. Don't worry, you won't get charged." 3.7, 234
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