As one who has been entrenched in the writer/submission world for so very many years (though I should note, ahem, I didn’t “submit,” I was solicited) I absolutely understand space and aesthetic concerns, so if you don’t see my cookies in there, no sweat. I have a nice big folder of rejection letters already, and I have a pretty thick skin about such things (though did I mention I was solicited? I didn’t submit?). But the ask-me-for-something-I-go-to-lengths-to-comply-then-you-forget-me thing is more concerning.
Alas, I will give the benefit of the doubt and just assume there was some unforeseen snag somewhere in production, and the whole staff is up to their ears in craziness, and all intentions are good. Right? I hope so. But I thought these little guys at least deserved to have their day.