Oy, Do You Have the Wrong Vampire
Jun. 3rd, 2003 08:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gnomiLast month sometime, MAB called me at work to ask if I knew why a copy of Men's Journal had been delivered to our PO box in my name. I figured it was some odd marketing glitch - Nomi is an odd enough name that not everyone can tell if it's a male name or female name. So I put off looking into why I'd received the magazine.
Yesterday, my second subscription copy came. And the label looked like a real subscription label, not like they'd just done up a label to send out a single complimentary copy. It occurred to MAB and me that if they really did have a subscription in my name, they might actually start trying to charge me for this magazine.
This morning I went to the magazine's website and found their customer service phone number. Upon calling them, I learned that I had been subscribed by National Publishers Exchange, a magazine subscription service. How did they get my name? Well, I had to call them directly.
That brought me through another ridiculous set of automated menus until I got an actual human being. The guy I spoke to said that the subscription had been filed on behalf of one of their clients, American Marketing, and was completely complimentary. When I explained that their tactic of marketing men's magazines to women was not as successful as they might hope, the guy suggested that I call American Marketing directly. I have not yet decided whether I should or not. Heck, it's their money they're wasting sending me a magazine with articles about dos and don'ts for hot-tubbing with gorgeous, bikini-clad women...
Yesterday, my second subscription copy came. And the label looked like a real subscription label, not like they'd just done up a label to send out a single complimentary copy. It occurred to MAB and me that if they really did have a subscription in my name, they might actually start trying to charge me for this magazine.
This morning I went to the magazine's website and found their customer service phone number. Upon calling them, I learned that I had been subscribed by National Publishers Exchange, a magazine subscription service. How did they get my name? Well, I had to call them directly.
That brought me through another ridiculous set of automated menus until I got an actual human being. The guy I spoke to said that the subscription had been filed on behalf of one of their clients, American Marketing, and was completely complimentary. When I explained that their tactic of marketing men's magazines to women was not as successful as they might hope, the guy suggested that I call American Marketing directly. I have not yet decided whether I should or not. Heck, it's their money they're wasting sending me a magazine with articles about dos and don'ts for hot-tubbing with gorgeous, bikini-clad women...
