That was The Week that was

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To my dear former friends at The Week:

I am highly annoyed by The Week's handling of my subscription. I received your magazine just fine for several months at my new address. Suddenly I realized that I had not received an issue for a few weeks. I checked my subscription status at your web site only to find that "the post office has notified us that the address we have listed on your subscription is incorrect."

Well, that's ridiculous because mail—including, once upon a time, my subscription to The Week—gets to me at that address just fine.

Nonetheless, knowing that the post office is picky about things, I updated my address a couple of months ago, but I still have not received any further issues. I checked the site again today only to find that same ridiculous objection about the post office.

Back while I was still receiving The Week, I renewed my subscription for something like 5 years, paying around $250. That's how much I loved your magazine. In return, you suspended my subscription. That's apparently how much you value my subscription. Sadly, during this time period when you failed to deliver the subscription for which I paid you a lot of hard-earned money, I learned to live without your magazine.

Therefore, instead of reinstating my subscription, I'd like you to cancel it. Please refund the prorated balance remaining on my account. Why should I let you keep my money when you don't seem to want to send me your magazine?

Sincerely hurt,
William Shunn

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