How to Lose Your Arm Thanking Donors
“A little blood on the envelope shows that you really care”
Last week, a dear friend of mine got her arm stuck in a US Postal Service mailbox while sending thank you notes to donors. I’m not making this up.
I can’t tell you why she stuck her arm down a mailbox (nearly losing a bracelet in the process). I only know that she did it, she told me about it, and then things got real for me and Child #2.
Child #2 and I set out this week to answer a complex fundraising question: how hard is it to get your arm stuck in a Postal Service mailbox while sending thank you notes? And, additionally, how irritated will your wife be after you coax one of your children to jam an arm down a mailbox?
Preliminary answers: “It’s not hard at all” and “not as much as I was expecting.”
Below is essential fundraising science, you guys.
I conscripted Child #2 for this assignment for two important reasons: (1) she has skinny arms and (2) I was afraid something would bite my hand if I did it. (The below experiment was only completed after Child #2 took multiple “hot girl naps”).
S I D E B A R
Yes, it’s a federal offense to mess with a mailbox because the federal government is a big fat trombone womp-womp. Per wet-blanket Google:
Step 1: Wave to the camera
Step 2: Ensure mailbox is operational
Step 3: Stick your arm in a mailbox
Step 4: Mark how far arm extends into mailbox
Step 5: Measure distance from tips of fingers to mark on arm
Step 6: Draw Very Scientific Fundraising Conclusions
Yes. If you have skinny arms, it’s possible to get at least 10 inches of your arm stuck in a US Postal Service mailbox while sending thank you notes to donors. But you really need to be pressured by your dad to do it.
I’ll hazzard a bold statement the week before Thanksgiving: a thank you just means just a little bit more when the person sending it is elbow deep in a mailbox. When you almost lose a bracelet doing it. Or walk away with few scrapes on your forearm and probably need a tetanus shot. That’s what I aspire to.
A little blood on the envelope shows that you really care. AmIright?
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We left a notice on the mailbox with a helpful “Public Service Announcement” and an ask for local passerby to subscribe:
Another great ask for Substack by Dan! I’m killing it, you guys.
This Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for:
My children—Who stick their arms in strange mailboxes when I ask them to
My wife—Who let us do it
My colleagues—Who risk bodily harm when they thank donors and know how to laugh about it
All of you—For subscribing, reading, liking, sharing with others, and commenting each week
(Last piece of pumpkin pie from my Thanksgiving dinner goes to any local waffle-eater who can guess who got his/her arm stuck in that mailbox).
Enjoy yourselves this week, turkeys.
Gobble, gobble.
You’re too pretty to go to prison, Dan. Happy thanksgiving, fellow waffle eaters. May your turkey be moist, and may everyone keep their political opinions to themselves. 🐱🦃
Laugh-out-loud funny! But my favorite part was the blatant self-promoting poster. 🤣 Look at Dan exercising his marketing chops with a little free “out-of-home” media!
(Now, before you come after me for the many hyphens in this message, a few words from APA Style (6th Edition): “Use a hyphen if the term expresses a single thought (all the words modify a single noun.”) 😊 Happy Turkey Day!