William Lindsay Gresham, Call Your Office

As I stopped at Wal-Mart this morning, I saw a young African American boy (approx. age 10) putting pieces of paper under windshield wipers  in the parking lot. Sure enough, when I got back to my car, I found this waiting for me:

Miss Grace

One would think that an entrepreneur in Mrs. Grace’s position would be able to target he advertising more selectively. I mean, with the psychic powers and knowledge of past, present, and future, she ought to know who needs her services and approach those folks more directly.  At the very least, she should be able to track down a competent proofreader.

Interestingly, Mrs. Grace’s advert took up both sides of the slip of paper. The English side you see — the flip side is in Spanish, and the palmist’s hand is replaced by a picture of (I think) the Lady of Guadalupe.

Stanton Carlisle was unavailable for comment, as was Stanton Carlisle.

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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1 Response to William Lindsay Gresham, Call Your Office

  1. I like my dark surroundings the way they are. She should try it before knocking it.

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