Tuesday, July 10, 2007

The Tale of Sue and how she learned to handle both...




I do believe that people have forgotten the time when you had to be correct with every key stroke; when you had to use carbon paper to make copies; when being a typist was truly a skill and an art. I taught myself to type with some typing test records, for a while I was the only guy I knew who could type. Now you have learn how to type in kindergarten.

4 comments:

Aaron said...

I remember typing every single paper throughout school (and college and grad school) on a typewriter. My thesis was the only thing I did on a computer and it was this ancient program called "Electric Desk" with the two disk drives--one for the software and one for saving the document. I remember typing carbon copies out, too.

But most of all, I remember...walking in the sand...

agemo said...

i lived in chicago in the mid-70s, tended bar at "melodies", sub-deejayed at "broadway limited" on tuesdays and thursdays, and wrote awful poetry for publication in the first several issues "gay chicago" on one of these typewriters found in a friend's attic!

ElectricJoe said...

I'm sorry I've tagged you with this terrible blog disease.

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David said...

Get a Remington and party?