LIGHTNING BLUE TYPIST

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JOURNAL # 41
I had to laugh
he labeled me
the 'Lightning Blue Typist'
so I felt I must banter back
that is merely thanks
to a tenth grade typing class
way back in 1984
that is the year and not the
Orwell book
I playfully sniped
he nearly blanched
in mock disbelief
as if to reply
as his own eyebrows climbed
to his brow
that is all
what, no secretarial college
no dean's list 
of scholars in typing
I winked
as I supplied him with
the most basic of facts
certainly not
I haughtily replied
I just wanted to learn to type
with all my fingers
never having to look up
from the keys even once
and so here I sit before you
some thirty plus years later
impressing you
unintentionally thus
my inadvertent modus opperandi
as you will..................
(June 11, 2014 551pm)

 
 
 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was reminded earlier this morning about a conversation I once had with a friend whom I was helping to type something up. Is such a fond memory I was glad a poem came out of it. Enjoy.

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