When Real Mail Looks Like Junk
I came really close to throwing out this piece of mail that came to the house. I totally thought it was junk mail, and had I not hesitated at a snippet of copy on the bottom, it would’ve been trashed – and maybe our son would’ve lost all opportunity to have his picture in his high school yearbook.
To me, it had “junk” written all over it. It’s a 6” x 9” envelope with a couple of windows. The artwork on the envelope was particularly uninspiring: top-to-bottom photos of strangers. It didn’t look like a solicitation for a high school yearbook photo. It looked like a solicitation for singles seeking romance. Addressed to our son, the about-to-be high school senior, it didn’t impress me as personal, urgent or 1st class. Au contraire.
But that little bit of copy across the bottom stopped me after I’d opened the cabinet that houses our trash can and was within seconds of depositing it there: Your Official Yearbook Appointment from Brookline High School.
Oops. Saved from certain death.
Here’s the sort of direct mail I open first and/or pay immediate attention to:
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- Hand addressed
- Hand stamped
- Checks I’m expecting (and every now and then, those I’m not!)
- Bills (reluctantly, I admit)
- Packages I’m expecting
- Packages I’m not (there’s something about packages)
- Something from someone I know well (family, friends, personal acquaintances)
- Magazines that publish something I’ve written
- Special offers from publications I love but haven’t subscribed to. Yet.
- Obvious gifts
I’m 110% influenced by the design and message on a piece of mail (the way I’m getting more particular about the look of an email: some I never open; some I always read). Gorgeous paper, an elegant and/or edgy design, smart use of space, clever copy, one terrific offer, wonderful typography, a sense of urgency – all of these elements work together to get me to open a piece of mail.
This piece was neither elegant nor intriguing. Evidently, many other parents of seniors had the same reaction, because about a week after receiving this envelope, I got an email from the high school. All parents of seniors did. It basically said something like this: Yes, it was an official mailing by the company contracted to take your child’s yearbook photo. Yes, you can reschedule if you missed the date indicated inside the packet, or send in your own photos.
And I think the school missed the boat. They should have let us parents know ahead of time to expect this mailing in early August.
What do you think? Is it just me, or would you have (nearly) tossed this envelope? What makes you open a piece of direct mail?
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