Ok, here's a boring story about me trying to get SG Pinup Magazine in my store:
Many weeks ago I called the magazine office to inquire about newsstand distribution and left a message . . . nothing. About a week later I emailed them . . . nothing. Called again a few days after that and left another message . . . nothing. At this point I'm a bit annoyed, but far from discouraged. I posted in a thread about my woes and Sean replied saying he'd give me the distro information on Monday. Sho'nuff Monday rolls around and the info is right there. I called the distributor who gave me the name of another (retail) distributor. I called the other distributor and left a message . . . nothing. I called the wholesale distributor back the following (last) Monday and got two more companies' phone numbers. Tuesday I called one (Source Interlink) and left a message which was returned in a matter of hours. They gave me another number of yet another distributor, this one was closer to my area. I called them and they gave me the # of another distributor who was here in Hampton Roads. I called this company yesterday and the guy I talked to didn't seem to understand that I wanted to set up a retail account with them (twice he asked me if I had checked the grocery store). Finally he said he would fax me a list of the magazines they distribute, which he never did. I called again today and the guy said when his boss got out of his meeting he would fax me the list, which he didn't. I called back and the boss (Bill) answered. I told him what I needed and he faxed me the first page of the mag list. So I called him back to tell him he needed to send the rest.
Well wouldn't you know, SG Pinup is not on the list. So I call Bill and ask if they distribute adult magazines and specifically SG Pinup. So Bill said he had to call the main office in Richmond and to call him back in 10 minutes. 10 minutes later Bill is in a meeting and will get the message when he gets out.
What is the moral of the story? Magazine people are lazy fuckwits who couldn't wipe their own ass' unless they had ten people to to help hand the toilet paper from the roll on the wall to their dilated puckerholes. Fuck the lot of them.
Many weeks ago I called the magazine office to inquire about newsstand distribution and left a message . . . nothing. About a week later I emailed them . . . nothing. Called again a few days after that and left another message . . . nothing. At this point I'm a bit annoyed, but far from discouraged. I posted in a thread about my woes and Sean replied saying he'd give me the distro information on Monday. Sho'nuff Monday rolls around and the info is right there. I called the distributor who gave me the name of another (retail) distributor. I called the other distributor and left a message . . . nothing. I called the wholesale distributor back the following (last) Monday and got two more companies' phone numbers. Tuesday I called one (Source Interlink) and left a message which was returned in a matter of hours. They gave me another number of yet another distributor, this one was closer to my area. I called them and they gave me the # of another distributor who was here in Hampton Roads. I called this company yesterday and the guy I talked to didn't seem to understand that I wanted to set up a retail account with them (twice he asked me if I had checked the grocery store). Finally he said he would fax me a list of the magazines they distribute, which he never did. I called again today and the guy said when his boss got out of his meeting he would fax me the list, which he didn't. I called back and the boss (Bill) answered. I told him what I needed and he faxed me the first page of the mag list. So I called him back to tell him he needed to send the rest.
Well wouldn't you know, SG Pinup is not on the list. So I call Bill and ask if they distribute adult magazines and specifically SG Pinup. So Bill said he had to call the main office in Richmond and to call him back in 10 minutes. 10 minutes later Bill is in a meeting and will get the message when he gets out.
What is the moral of the story? Magazine people are lazy fuckwits who couldn't wipe their own ass' unless they had ten people to to help hand the toilet paper from the roll on the wall to their dilated puckerholes. Fuck the lot of them.
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