open letter

Dear Postal Service,

I hope you are well.

First of all, I would like you to know that I really like your music. I was excited to discover it on my favorite radio station two years ago. I don't buy CDs often, but I bought yours. It has been in heavy rotation in my CD player ever since. I play it for friends and acquaintances to spread the word of your fabulousness. An 8 year old Somali refugee boy was especially fond of 'Such Great Heights.'

The thing is, your music is everywhere. I was excited when a roommate bought it; different songs emenated from our respective rooms. One of the numerous hippie stores in my neighborhood blasted the CD on a lovely Saturday afternoon. If I didn't hate that store, it would have made me happy. And then you licensed: a cover on the Garden State soundtrack, the background for an ad for some midseason replacement medical drama. I heard a story on NPR about you teaming up with the United States Postal Service for an ad campaign. While not overly fond of your new ubiquity, I accept it. You kids do need to make some money.

And the coup de grace: last Saturday, I went to the movies. In the lobby afterwards, your CD was on. The folks I was with then migrated in search of food and beer. When we walked into our chosen destination, your CD was on. It played through and was followed by a CD of remixes of your songs. I still enjoy your music, but it is getting to be too much.

Please, make it stop.

Sincerely,
Rachel