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The Boring Word About... is an editorial column created and written by editor Georgia Boring and advertising manager Charlene Word in the 1980s. The Boring Word About... makes an occasional reappearance in current issues and can have any member of the family as an author. Each week on Friday, we offer one of these historic columns for your enjoyment.

It Must Be The Season

December 10, 1986

I was moving along with the Christmas shopping crowd at the mall the other day, trying to make a dent in my Christmas list, when a lady approached me with a shirt in her hand and asked if I thought it was blue or green.

On the elevator a husband and wife were having a discussion about presents when the man turned to me and whispered, “it’s awfully hard to buy your wife a present when she is along.”

In the toy store as I looked at a doll my daughter had requested, a voice beside me said, “you can get that a lot cheaper at Hill’s.” Another lady, noticing the doll, asked how old my daughter was and commented that she wished the regular doll that cries ma-ma and opens and closes its eyes would become popular again.
At the snack area grandparents with twin, toddler granddaughters joined me at the only available table.

After conferring as to whether the kids would like the hotdogs, grandma disappeared and grandpa frantically tried to keep the twins and their balloons under control. “We went to see Santa,” he explained - which was the cue for both girls to recite their wish list to me.

Standing in line to get boxes at the giftwrap table was a real education. The lady in front of me said she feels the crowds are bigger this year, people must be spending more. However, a gentleman in line left after a few moments of waiting muttering this kind of torture is ridiculous and he wished Christmas was over.

In the ladies department a man told the saleslady his wife as about her build so what size should he buy? Later I heard her tell another clerk the man’s wife would probably be returning the item. “They always think their wives are my size when actually they are two sizes larger,” she commented.

As I was walking to the car with my one, little bag I thought there must be something about the season that makes people feel the need to express their thoughts to total strangers. I didn’t have much time to ponder over my thoughts though, a lady struggling to put a microwave in her station wagon asked for some assistance.

Happy shopping.


Starting Over

April 9, 1986

We’ve just entered into a new phase of our marriage which no one had warned me about. I was ready for the changes a baby brings to your marriage, for the trauma when the last of the children go off to school, I’ve through about the empty nest syndrome and considered life after retirement. But I was not prepared when we had to start shopping for appliances again.

Like most newly marrieds we saved our money and then in one year, just before our first baby arrived, we bought: a washer, dryer, refrigerator, dishwasher, freezer and stove. Since that year I’ve thought very little about my appliances and I certainly didn’t spend my time reading the ads and pricing new items.
So when the refrigerator died last year, followed by the washer and dryer this year I was not ready for the experience of buying new ones. I headed out to the stores remembering the excitement of those first purchases. But somehow it was just not the same. For one thing my husband was conveniently busy so it was our teenage son who went along to measure the sizes and check out the connections.

While he became enthralled with all the latest innovations I was appalled at the price tags. At no time had I even dreamed that a washer-dryer combination could cost $1500! Granted some models do cost less. But drop the price by very much and you may come home with a washboard.

Refrigerators come in so many different models and sizes that I couldn’t keep them straight. To think I just wanted to keep the ice cubes frozen!

And everything has a digital clock. I estimate that with a microwave, a stove, refrigerator (yes, they not only have clocks but will also tell you the temperature of the inside of the refrigerator and the kitchen), and washer/dryer combo in your kitchen you could have a clock in view at all times. With all the electronic controls, LEDs and push buttons the modern kitchen is beginning to look like the flight deck of a space ship. I know one thing, if I’m going to take off for a flight into space (or anywhere else for that matter) I have no intention of taking my appliances with me.

Since we put the washer and dryer in last week I have been eying my other appliances warily. It only stands to reason that if we purchased them all at the same time they are going to fall apart at the same time. I have even begun reading the ads for dishwashers and stoves. But before I take the plunge again I may consider the alternative eating all our meals out.