Phone books

Rather, how do you get the companies to stop delivering them. Today in the middle of my driveway when I arrived home was a stack of FIVE yellow and white pages measuring 10 inches high and weighing in at perhaps 12 pounds. It seems there are at least two or three different competing companies, as this happens multiple times each year.

I haven't looked up a number in a paper phonebook in years. Every time one of these packages arrives, I dutifully throw the bag in the back seat of my car and drive around with it until I pass an elementary school with a Paper Retriever in the parking lot.

Here's my suggestion to the phonebook companies: Take 50% of whatever it costs to print and deliver my phonebooks, and give it to the local school system in my name. Keep the other 50% for yourselves. Everybody wins. You save money, the school makes money, and my monumental property tax bill might be reduced by a few cents.

Or just stop tossing the damn things in my driveway. Either way.