How the hell did I get on this mailing list?
PajamaGram sells robes and pajamas — mostly for women, but they have some “cute” couples pajamas that are worth flipping to the back to see. Such as these his-and-hers crossword pajamas.
I ask you: Could anything be better than doing the Sunday crossword puzzle while wearing crossword pajamas?
I’ve now gotten three catalogs from this place, and I’m at a loss to figure out why. Yes, I’ve ordered stuff from baby catalogs recently, but having an infant hasn’t led me to swearing off actual clothes. I’m tempted to call and ask to have my name removed from their list, but I fear that it will be the snail-mail equivalent of the spam-reply trap: once they know an address is valid, the volume increases.
So for now, I marvel, then recycle. And try to figure out exactly who’s buying this stuff.
If you see me writing ugly pajamas into a future script, it’ll be our little inside joke.
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January 28th, 2006 at 10:21 am
You probably want to sign up for the national do-not-call registry, and the Direct Mail Association has an opt-out for direct mail. Won’t help you with everybody but it should cut down on the amount of kindling you receive.
January 28th, 2006 at 12:14 pm
Let’s see, honey. Where is 55 Down? I’m pretty sure the answer is “Ogle.” Oh, 55 Down is in your arm pit? Never mind. And let’s just say you don’t want to answer 97 Across on my PJs.
January 28th, 2006 at 12:49 pm
We’re already on both. It hasn’t had much of an impact, unfortunately.
January 28th, 2006 at 2:47 pm
Go ahead and call. We used to get a ton of catalogs and wife calls up and has us removed. Only rarely does it not work. Not the same as spammers using fake addresses.
January 28th, 2006 at 6:27 pm
Todd: You come to me out of the blue, asking to buy 20 hits. Just so happens that 20 being the magic number at which intent to sell becomes trafficking!
Ronna: Todd, I would never fuck you like that.
Todd: How would you fuck me?
Ronna: . . . In a pair of crossword pajamas.
January 28th, 2006 at 7:25 pm
give them to people you dislike.
January 29th, 2006 at 6:57 am
Please write some ugly pyjamas into the next possible script, I want to feel esoteric.
January 30th, 2006 at 4:18 am
I prefer the brand new sudoku pajamas!
January 31st, 2006 at 4:22 am
‘“cuteâ€? couples pajamas’
Your child, yourself and your partner (I didn’t think that the word “boyfriend” quite did your relationship justice) sound really sweet. All three of you are an inspiration to me in this world.
Thank you for that ^_^
February 1st, 2006 at 10:42 am
Don’t do it! Don’t call! They’ll have you number on the caller I.D. and suddenly you’ll be put on the sucker list and deemed worthy of refinancing, life insurance, and gym membership phone calls from 8:01 a.m. until precisely 8:59 p.m.
February 3rd, 2006 at 11:01 am
Just got mine. Damn it!
February 4th, 2006 at 8:11 am
Hey man, just deal with it.
Trust me– when you make any sort of “parental purchase” you tag yourself as a prospective customer for a bizarre assortment of only tangentially related products and services. Buy some good quality rompers and toddler pants and suddenly you start getting the catalogues offering you bogus coat-of-arms glassware and clothing. Purchase an especially cool crib mobile or nightlight and bingo bango your on the hit list for reproduction armoires and sideboards. Order a cool CD of kid-friendly music and you’re suddenly up to your nipples in half-inch thick catalogues for mail order video shacks offering you “How Green is My Valley” at AMAZING SAVINGS! THE LOWEST PRICE ANYWHERE– GUARANTEED!
We have a grocery bag in the pantry we use to collect such useless catalogs, and every few weeks we drop them with the preschool– they apparently get great use from the things as a source for odd pictures to cut out for all sorts of arts and craft projects. Apparently our kids are being well-educated in such critical lifeskills as “what sorts of pajamas make you look like a slobbering idiot” and “what are the most effective ways to overpay for unneeded furniture.”
Welcome to modern American parenthood. It’s a circus out here. . . . B
February 10th, 2006 at 10:44 am
As ridiculous as you might think the pajamas are, imagine seeing someone wearing them out in public. Yes, at Sundance, at least one person wore them out to see Wordplay, and no one can deny that if you were ever going to wear them out, I suppose that would be the time to do it. However, the strange part was that the lady in question was in the “Standby” line. If I had been one of the ticket holders, I’d have gladly sold my ticket to her and waited in line myself. I’d hate for her to go home in her pj’s having not even seen the movie!
March 13th, 2006 at 2:13 pm
Let’s see, honey. Where is 55 Down? I’m pretty sure the answer is “Ogle.� Oh, 55 Down is in your arm pit? Never mind. And let’s just say you don’t want to answer 97 Across on my PJs.