I stared at the pictogram of a burger nestled between similar representations of shakes, sodas, and fries, on the front of my register. I wondered why humankind seemed so dead set on destroying all of its accomplishments. We draw on cave walls, spend thousands of years developing complex language systems, the printing press, computers, and what do we do with it? Create a cash register with the picture of a burger on it, just in case the cashier didn’t finish the second grade. One step forward, two steps back– like an evolutionary cha-cha. Working here just proved that the only thing separating me from a monkey was pants.  Lish McBride, Hold Me Closer, Necromancer

Photo Sandy Sage

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5 Responses to

  1. Barbara Estinson says:

    Okay, so now I’m curious. I can see that the machine is old, but I don’t know what it is.

  2. Jesse says:

    So cool, where in the world did you bump into this?

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