The following writing sample was turned in by a teacher as part of a writing assessment collection. My question to you–would you ever turn in a document accusing you of picking green boogers and eating them???
In this corner we have…
(a) Old school fire alarm. Most excellent. I’m the current safety dog on my campus- thus responsible for scheduling fire drills, pulling the alarm, and then panicking while trying to turn the darn thing off. All the while 1,000 people are outside waiting patiently and not swearing at me under their breaths as they stand in freezing rain because they understand that these drills have to be scheduled days in advance and we don’t know what the weather will be like 15 minutes from now much less 72 hours. I seriously wish it could be as simple as it used to be…banging on an old brake drum. I could do that, and I bet I wouldn’t even have to schedule it!
(b) Bell System for switching classes. Seriously, it’s like a player piano thing! I always wondered how those bells worked before our newfangled computery stuff. Love it.
Early swivel chair. I think it’s lovely.
Remember this Downton Abbey conversation?
Violet, Dowager Countess of Grantham: Good heavens, what am I sitting on?
Matthew Crawley: A swivel… chair.
Violet, Dowager Countess of Grantham: Oh, another modern brainwave?
Matthew Crawley: Not very modern; they were invented by Thomas Jefferson.
Violet, Dowager Countess of Grantham: Why does every day involve a fight with an American?
1) I wonder if Thomas Jefferson really did invent the swivel chair?
2) When did swivel chairs first get wheels?
3) Speaking of wheelie chairs…who invented those? They deserve a cookie.
Irons. Strange and mysterious. I should mention a disclaimer. I don’t use an iron. Years ago I was lucky enough to receive a steamer irony thingy for Christmas. It’s amazing + I’m lazy = Christmas gift perfection.
I’m floored by the coal powered iron. Pardon my language, but WTF?!? Filthy and wrinkled, that’s what I’d be.
All of this leads me to this inescapable truth: I’m spoiled. Yup.
Today’s photo prompt is “on my mind”. Hats go on heads….and that’s close enough for me. This old mink hat has a story.
You know how when you go to the movies they have color and sound and stuff? Yeah, it wasn’t always so. Once upon a time they were black and white and had no sound at all! So they had these people who would play the piano along with the silent film. What does that have to do with this fabulous mink hat? It was actually worn by the actual woman who played the piano at the movie theater in Humble! It seems she had many fabulous hats. I find that absolutely charming.
Ok, so most of what I have to say about today’s photo prompt has absolutely nothing to do with picture, except that it reminds me of the gas pumping guy. Or, as Lauren Bacall would say, a gas pump jockey.
I just have to ask, do you imagine the uniform would be this clean??? I find that hard to believe.
Personally, I wish I had a uniform to wear to work. That would take so much pressure off. Seriously. I would have little patches sown on that say, “My Name Is…Katie”. I totally would.