Word: complainingly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...those who complain the most are Pennsylvania rummies. They just can't tell how late their bars are going to be open. State liquor laws specify that all taprooms close on standard time, which means that taprooms will be open an hour later by the clock in DST communities...
Even with gamesmanship, Britain's Richard Bergmann could do little against the Japanese: he stopped one match to complain that the ball was too soft and not really round, took half an hour, examined 192 balls before he continued his play for the men's singles title. The winner: Japan's Ichiro Ogimura, in an all-Japanese final against Defending Champion Toshiaki Tanaka...
Businessmen also complain that inventory reporting by the Government is too slow to be helpful. On manufactured goods, the information first comes out in preliminary figures from 1,500 manufacturing firms (40% of total production), at least 25 days after the end of the month; some 30 days later another report, this time with revised figures from 2,500 firms (about 50%) is released, while the only complete report covering 4,000 companies (70%) is issued once a year. Though manufacturers' reports are usually accurate, the inventory figures from wholesale and retail sources are so poor that even...
...misfits complain about other people's houses having this or that, but the resouceful type knows otherwise--he can get along anyway. Take sex, for instance. Adams House, of course. A beehive with trapdoors. The Gettysburg of the war of the sexes. The Casbah. Well, if you can't dress your girl in khakis and a raincoat, or climb out a street floor window, then you don't deserve even the concessions we've been able to get for you (necking from four until seven on weekdays, until eight on Friday and Sundays, and until eleven on Saturday, except when...
Living in the old human conviction that there are no whales like the old whales, the aging athlete usually likes to dream of the good old days when the guys in the game were really tough. He will curl a lip at the new generation, and complain that things and progress are not what they used to be. Then, in the words of that famed righthanded Arkansas philosopher, Jerome Herman Dean, he will ask himself, "What the hell is?"-and go back to his dreams...