I went to a flea market in Raleigh, NC a few weeks ago and spotted this 1940's typewriter. I circled past it a million times wondering how I would get the 50 pound, non functioning object on the plane back to NYC. I imagined myself on the security line.
"Excuse me, Sir. The sign says you have to take out your laptop, but what about typewriters?"
I had to buy it just to see the faces of the other passengers.
"Excuse me, Sir. The sign says you have to take out your laptop, but what about typewriters?"
I had to buy it just to see the faces of the other passengers.
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