'Gimme change for a dime!'
I had to laugh when the trucker in the diner asks for change for a dime so he can play the jukebox! Boy, have times changed!
shareI had to laugh when the trucker in the diner asks for change for a dime so he can play the jukebox! Boy, have times changed!
shareMe too! I can't think of a reason why anyone would need to break a dime these days.
"When you feed people crap, they lose their tastebuds." ~Henri Langlois
Exactly.
What exactly could you get for only a dime anyway? Anything worthwhile a trucker would want, that is.
No two persons ever watch the same movie.share
"What exactly could you get for only a dime anyway?"
When I was a kid around 1960 I could get a bag of M&Ms, a bottle of Coca Cola, a Hershey bar, an ice cream cone, a comic book, a couple of postage stamps, a call on a pay phone, or a Saturday matinee at the local movie theater with a dime. "Detour" was made fifteen years before that, so the dime would have gone even further.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought that was funny.
"Destroy what is Evil... So that what is Good can Flourish"
10 cents in 1945 = $1.26 in 2011 dollars. The $700 taken off Charles Haskell that Al gave to Vera = $8, 798 in 2011. The car dealer offered $1850 for the car or $23,251 in 2011 terms. Haskell’s dad was reported to be worth $15 million. That’s over $188 million to you and me in 2011!
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10 cents in 1945 = $1.26 in 2011 dollars.
That line cracked me up too.
Jaywalking is RAMPANT!!!
~ Barney Fife
No Coinstar needed in them days!
http://www.amazon.com/The-Mortal-Creeps-ebook/dp/B006LO3TCA
*Hobartz in the deepening gloom of his cluttered and cramped 3rd floor walkup office stares at the last sheet of paper in his battered Underwood sitting atop the scarred and aged workdesk, the flashing neon just outside the open window urging pedestrians passing below in the fog outdoors to "E t at Joe's... E t... Joe's... E t at Joe's"...
Hobartz pushes back his fedora with his thumb, then flexes his fingers at last and bangs out his magnum opus. "It's like this, see? A punk says "gimme" without saying please, he's likely to get socked in the puss by a short tempered tough guy or slapped across the mug by an offended dame. Film Noir is rife with not only questions of fate, but challenging fate by rudely phrased demands. I counted at least 3 potential fist fights just by crass phrasing alone"
Hobartz shakes out a Lucky and lips it, rereading his masterpiece while he crumples the empty pack and thumbnails a strike-anywhere. Satisfied, he squints as he fires up and then tosses the match out the window where it lands in the birdsnest hat worn by a high hair blonde, setting it smoldering as she enters Joe's to, presumably, E t.*
Can't accuse me of not getting into the swing of things, huh? 😊