Here's a true story about me going to the New Yorker magazine and trying to sell cartoons. I did this in person for many years. The Times Square offices of Conde Nast were about a 25 minute subway ride away.
I am still a bit clueless about why I do it, but ever since 1st grade it's mattered.
This story originally appeared in RACONTEUR #1 (which is available for purchase at the link).