Word: receptionist
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Knight's phone calls, rode around in a state car. While Knight was out of town, Alderman fired a $10,000-a-year state employee. Another time, Knight had to tell Mrs. Alderman to "go home and tend to her business" when she informed the governor's receptionist of impending dismissal. Again without Knight's knowledge, Alderman got his own 25-year-old son put on the state payroll at $505 a month as assistant to the director of professional and vocational standards, a job for which the young man had no experience. At that point, Goody...
Instead of getting off on the second floor, where the Trib's circulation department is, he got off at the ad department on another floor. At the desk in front of the elevator sat a receptionist who had never exchanged a word with the Colonel before, though she well recognized his commanding presence. "Where are the dolls?" asked the Colonel sternly. Knowing nothing of the dolls, but thinking of the sea of empty desks around her, the flustered receptionist blurted out: "They've all just gone to lunch." Rank impertinence, the Colonel later thundered to his aides...
...Dwight Eisenhower's New York headquarters a few days before the election, a receptionist slipped down the hall to take a look at Herbert Brownell, the great campaign strategist. She peeked in his office door and saw a man who had passed her desk a score of times. Said she in tones of disappointment: "Oh, is that him? He looked so unimportant I didn't think he could possibly be Mr. Brownell...
...walls all but stripped of their pictures.* When Ike started to open his mail, he had to buzz for a letter opener. A little later he tugged in vain at the drawer of the broad mahogany presidential desk (which once belonged to Teddy Roosevelt). "Mr. Simmons." said Ike to Receptionist Bill Simmons, "is there a key to this desk? I can't get into this drawer." Simmons produced a key, Ike opened the drawer and pawed tentatively through some confidential papers left for him by the man who had just moved...
...million Washingtonians faded behind Ike Eisenhower as he stepped inside the door of the executive wing of the White House last week for his conference with Harry Truman. "Good morning, folks," said Ike cheerily to the newsmen and White House employees who packed the big executive lobby. Official Receptionist Bill Simmons shouldered into view to shake Ike's hand. "I imagine you're rather tired," said Bill. "No," said Ike, "this hasn't been such a hard...