Time To Get The Newspapers
It’s a little after midnight – 12:23, to be exact. Time to go over to the newspaper where I write a weekly music column and pick up the Sunday edition. I use the paper every day for my radio program that reaches the visually impaired and homebound in this area.
It’s always some sort of orchestrated zoo over there at night when the press is running and the mailroom is processing the insert machines, bundling the papers and getting them out to the garage where the contract carriers. I’ve mentioned this before.
Saturday nights, with Sunday’s papers, is a little more raucous, a little bigger zoo, but still just as orchestrated. Everybody knows exactly what to do and it gets done.
The papers have been larger lately, what with the Christmas advertising, and the Sunday editions, large anyway, have been bloated on some weekends with the standard pre-printed insert bundles sometimes going out in doubles the day before. Good for the newspaper, hard on the carriers.
We also distribute the Sunday New York Times which, luckily, has no special inserts for this area. I used to have an edition which weighed, if I remember correctly, something like 7.75 pounds.
Ours will go out, the Times will hit the road about 4:00 a.m. and the place will have been swept clean by then. Everybody will be home and in bed and the joint will be quiet.
It’s always some sort of orchestrated zoo over there at night when the press is running and the mailroom is processing the insert machines, bundling the papers and getting them out to the garage where the contract carriers. I’ve mentioned this before.
Saturday nights, with Sunday’s papers, is a little more raucous, a little bigger zoo, but still just as orchestrated. Everybody knows exactly what to do and it gets done.
The papers have been larger lately, what with the Christmas advertising, and the Sunday editions, large anyway, have been bloated on some weekends with the standard pre-printed insert bundles sometimes going out in doubles the day before. Good for the newspaper, hard on the carriers.
We also distribute the Sunday New York Times which, luckily, has no special inserts for this area. I used to have an edition which weighed, if I remember correctly, something like 7.75 pounds.
Ours will go out, the Times will hit the road about 4:00 a.m. and the place will have been swept clean by then. Everybody will be home and in bed and the joint will be quiet.
posted by Tom Carten at 12:22 AM
1 Comments:
I enjoy that time of the day. Perhaps the darkness helps mask some of life's realities. Or, it is just the tranquility of the day rejuvinating itself for what lays aheard. Regardless, I find it the most peaceful time of the day. You are able to hear and see things which you cannot when the city awakes.
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