Word: receptionist
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Pretty blonde Dolly Pullman Astor, 28, who was a $65-a-week receptionist before she married multimillionaire John Jacob Astor III and ditched him six weeks later, had her maintenance raised by the Florida Supreme Court from $75 to $250 a week...
...mammoth program for increasing school salaries, the teachers told them that big business would oppose the plan because it would increase taxes. Whitaker & Baxter did not agree, and succeeded in lining up the business community behind the teachers. Accosting one corporation president, Clem says, "We asked what his receptionist earned. He said $300 a month. We showed him that the minimum teacher salary at that time was just over $100 a month. He was a man who was always complaining about radicals among schoolteachers. We asked him what the hell he expected. And he came around." So did the voters...
...capable of telling an intelligent lie!" In the apparent belief that Dolly also was not a very bright liar, disgusted Judge Giblin awarded her an unhandsome $75-a-week support money, called it a "$10-a-week raise" over her best paid job (as a Chicago radio-station receptionist) before her Astoriction. He added feelingly: "I'd like to kick her in the fanny...
...Survivor. De Gasperi spent the next 14 years in the quiet of the Vatican library, filing index cards and acting as a receptionist. He stretched his $80-a-month salary by doing German translations at a nickel a page. Surreptitiously, he also kept in touch with his fellow Christian Democrats. When Mussolini fell, a small but well-organized Christian Party was ready. In December 1944 De Gasperi became Italy's Foreign Minister. A year later he was Premier. The first thing De Gasperi did was to get a salary advance so he could buy a new blue suit...
Yoghurt in Paris. At 32, pretty Kristina Czaykowska, the heroine of Paris Original, is a receptionist in "Maison Deschamps," a Parisian stronghold of haute couture. She feels more like a shopworn beauty than a sleeping one. In the spring of 1947, she is three years away from her native Warsaw and eight years estranged from a husband who opted for the "People's Poland." She lives on yoghurt and corn bread, scurries home each night to her lonely, thimble-sized flat, and keeps telling herself that Paris is wonderful. But the only Paris Kristina knows, the goldfish bowl...