“But I thought—,” said the typist meekly.
“It’s not your business to think,” snapped the manager. “All J. pay you for is to take down what J. tell you. Now take this.”
When the letter came back it read: “Dear Mr Sinithe,—Don’t forget the ‘e.’ Thinks it’s aristocratic. Father was a greengrocer. With regal’d to your letter of look it up. Why the dickens can’t he use a typewriter if he can’t write legibly? I can quote you the following prices. Hi, Brown, what shall we stick on for that fellow Smithe? Twenty? Thirty, you say? Right. That’s eighteen bob a hundredweight, say £lB per ton f.o.r. works. Awaiting your esteemed orders, J am, yours truly. Thank heaven that’s done.”
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Hokitika Guardian, 3 November 1930, Page 5
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