So Thanksgiving newspapers are a bit special. Even though it's a weekday, they resemble Sunday papers because of all the Black Friday ads.
Just like on Sundays, the Thanksgiving newspapers come in two bundles: The "ad-pack", with the ads, and the actual news part of the newspaper, which is stuffed with more ads. Normally, it works out to about the same size as a Sunday paper.
Today, though, was the absolutely largest newspaper they've ever had since I started delivery. We could not fit it in the delivery bags! They just wouldn't fit! I was glad Hubs was helping me, since we ended up bagging the sections separately and then tying the bags together at the ends. The result was nicknamed "Newspaper Nunchucks".
We couldn't even fit unbagged ones in some of the delivery boxes, either. Most of my customers have the newer ones, but some have the old, smaller ones. We could not fit the newspapers into the smaller boxes. We had to take a bagged "nunchuck", stuff one end in the box, and leave the other end hanging out. It looked weird, but it worked.
I suppose we should be thankful (on Thanksgiving, lol!) that nothing else bad happened. Thanksgiving historically has been jinxed with either car trouble (one year the clutch died in my car) to bad weather (last year we had heavy snow and had to walk BOTH routes!). This morning was supposed to be stormy, with 30-40mph sustained winds and 60mph gusts, but it turned out to be clear with barely a breeze.
Anyways, throwing the bagged papers tied together was awkward. I ended up shouting "NEWSPAPER NUNCHUCK ATTACK!" at every house whose driveway or porch I delivered to. And...yeah, that's the whole point of this post. I wanted to share that this morning, I just went around shouting "NEWSPAPER NUNCHUCK ATTACK!" at my customers. Because I'm weird like that.
I wonder how long their confusion will last when they come out and see two ginormous newspaper bags tied together.
Just like on Sundays, the Thanksgiving newspapers come in two bundles: The "ad-pack", with the ads, and the actual news part of the newspaper, which is stuffed with more ads. Normally, it works out to about the same size as a Sunday paper.
Today, though, was the absolutely largest newspaper they've ever had since I started delivery. We could not fit it in the delivery bags! They just wouldn't fit! I was glad Hubs was helping me, since we ended up bagging the sections separately and then tying the bags together at the ends. The result was nicknamed "Newspaper Nunchucks".
We couldn't even fit unbagged ones in some of the delivery boxes, either. Most of my customers have the newer ones, but some have the old, smaller ones. We could not fit the newspapers into the smaller boxes. We had to take a bagged "nunchuck", stuff one end in the box, and leave the other end hanging out. It looked weird, but it worked.
I suppose we should be thankful (on Thanksgiving, lol!) that nothing else bad happened. Thanksgiving historically has been jinxed with either car trouble (one year the clutch died in my car) to bad weather (last year we had heavy snow and had to walk BOTH routes!). This morning was supposed to be stormy, with 30-40mph sustained winds and 60mph gusts, but it turned out to be clear with barely a breeze.
Anyways, throwing the bagged papers tied together was awkward. I ended up shouting "NEWSPAPER NUNCHUCK ATTACK!" at every house whose driveway or porch I delivered to. And...yeah, that's the whole point of this post. I wanted to share that this morning, I just went around shouting "NEWSPAPER NUNCHUCK ATTACK!" at my customers. Because I'm weird like that.
I wonder how long their confusion will last when they come out and see two ginormous newspaper bags tied together.
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