Word: salesrooms
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...know," he snapped, "that Chevrolet salesmen take prospects over to a Ford salesroom and slam a car door. When it sounds like this they just say 'see, tin,' then take them back and sell them a Chevrolet...
Automobiles. There are about 7,000,000 fewer on the road than on Dec. 7, 1941. With quota restrictions lifted, Detroit thinks the industry can turn out 600,000 by April 1946 and probably 3,000,000 more that year. How soon can Mr. Customer go into a salesroom, point to one and get it? Not for many months. Post-rationing orders are already piling up with dealers...
...making $100 a week with his band at Broadway's Club Nightingale. A waiter named Frank Nolan told him that with a place of his own he could make "a million.'" On his own hook, Nolan rented a 20-by-70 ft. loft above a used-car salesroom on 58th Street, just east of Broadway. There the Club Durant was opened on the cold night of Jan. 22, 1923. Jackson was present. Clayton, a magnificent soft-shoe dancer, who had split with his partner (Cliff "Ukulele Ike" Edwards), popped in later. He took a look around the Club...
This year the revolution in foodstuffs has reached Connecticut. Where the Boston Post Road sweeps up over a hill into Greenwich, tablet foods are clacking out of packaging machines in what was once a huge, swank automobile salesroom. There are vestpocket portions of carrots, cabbage and coffee hardly bigger than a book of matches. There are blocks of onions smaller than a shoebox which will cook up to serve a hundred men. Maker of these tablets, the first commercial producer of dehydrated compressed foods in the U.S., is Auto Ordnance Co., manufacturer as well of the famed Thompson submachine...
...they will have had six months driving free. In almost every deal rubber is the No. 1 price factor. Used cars with extra good shoes bring $50 to $100 extra; cars with bad shoes are not wanted at all. Quipped a Detroit Ford dealer: "You would think this salesroom was a mosque to see all those guys down on their hands and knees looking at tires...