Get thee behind me, tree-killer phone book devils…

I was under the impression that putting in a formal request NOT to receive a phone book was a futile gesture, that a truck would still drive by and somebody would heave a big portion of a dead tree onto my front steps. But, some weeks ago, I received only this very small portion of a dead tree, above, which acknowledged that my formal request actually had an impact.

Wonderful, I say, but I would have preferred a notice about the size of a Post-It note.

Tree-killer phone book devils? Please take a note.

No, wait, on second thought…don’t take a note. Don’t use any more paper. Just REMEMBER.