My Newsweek Story

(Sorry for the glaring grammatical and speling erors. I juz book out, two tired to blog porpoerly.)

Years ago when I was about to graduate from this particular prestigious secondary school with a horse sculpture near its field, I was treated to a tiny talk conducted by a company determined to sell its product. Newsweek.

We were told pretty much certainly that Newsweek would be helpful, if not compulsory for the 2 years in Junior College, and being very enthusiastic and studious students, many signed up. I declined the offer, despite being lured with the carrot of acquiring 2 General Paper books, GP Matters, and a complimentary issue of Newsweek as gift.

A few weeks later while I was in the midst of an exciting Counter-Strike game someone from the company phoned my house and asked me why I had not signed up for the magazine. She said that everyone from my secondary school already had, and I shouldn’t be missing out this wonderful GP study supplement. I asked her, “Are you sure?” and she said, “Yes I am.” Unwillingly to be the only student without a copy of Newsweek, I took on a 2 year subscription. I had to convinced my dad with all the convincing power I could master for him to fork out the 200+ dollars for the subscription.

Although Newsweek is, in my opinion a rather dry news magazine that concentrates heavily on American news that I wouldn’t die not knowing about, I faithfully read the first few issues that was given to me.

It was then when somebody at the company decided that I don’t deserve to be a male. I consider myself lucky as they at least know I am not already married, or an old widow.

After putting up with this for a few months, I decided to email them to insist upon my correct sexual identity. They made the change, and I was contented to be a male for a few weeks.

Then I became a MS again. This time I was so shocked that I had to grope my chest to ensure that those things did not start producing milk or something. Lucky it didn’t.

Too lazy to email them once more for a change, I decided to put up with being called a female. Afterall, Ms Tay Wei Kiat sounds kind of cool, right? Sounds perfectly like a female name!

Finally there was light at the end of the tunnel. My subscription was nearing the end and they sent me forms to fill of I were to extend the subscription. I decided not to. But since they did not tell me how to unsubscribe, I assumed the process is automatic, and I did nothing. And so they keep on sending me issues of the their holy magazines. And I never bothered to read their entirely American self-centered news.

Now I have like a few KG of unopened Newsweek in my room, and a life long subscription of Newsweek, and someone addressing me Ms Tay Wei Kiat every single week. Life is great.

In another story, I subscripted PC Mag from the very same company in March or April while I was just enlisted, and my magazine did not arrive until this tuesday, with a courier sticker instead of a stamp, a day after I email them demanding for my PC Mag.

Nice company. Great service. Poor on gender recognition. Lets see if they will give me free lifetime subscription of PC Mag as well.

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  1. 1 Deidara

    i love this post ~!

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