Pass the shovel, the council wants to get in touch
Dear Gateshead Council,
There was probably something important you had to tell me in amongst the non-stop crapfest that rioted through my letterbox early this morning. I think I glanced a booklet about adult learning and a couple of recycling bags in amongst it all. Sadly, not only did you decide to have over half a dozen unsolicited leaflets and directories and magazines delivered to me at once, but there was a metric fuckton of pizza menus, flyers for driving schools, flat roof services and other bullshit delivered at the same time.
No less than 13 items appeared at once - most of it yours - and so instead of determining what may and may not have been useful and relevant to me, I put it all in the bin. Not even the recycling bin. My job at 8 o'clock in the morning is not to determine who you may or may not be attempting to target with your scattershot mailshots. You reap what you sow, Gateshead Council.