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Matt Weinstock -- February 28, 1959

February 28, 2009 |  4:00 pm

Fix your toaster, mister?

Matt_weinstockd_5 One Saturday morning about four years ago a man came into the Mayflower Hotel on Grand Avenue to repair a toaster. In the ensuing confusion involving the chef, the engineer and the assistant manager, the man walked off with an extremelyhockable four-slice machine, which didn't need repair and was worth about $200. 

It was to be returned Monday but he didn't say which Monday, one of which occurs each week following Sunday, and it never was.

The other night the same fellow came in again and told the engineer he had come to overhaul the toaster.

This time the same assistant manager, Robert M. Stewart, happened to overhear him. He remembered the previous incident and affixed the fellow with a steely eye. The repair man caught his glance, mumbled something about a mistake in the address and took off through the lobby like a startled gazelle.

So beware, hotel and restaurant people, the toaster repair man is up to his old tricks again.

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A MAN I KNOW was appalled last Monday at Santa Anita to see hundreds of grim-faced persons make a break for the exits immediately after the sixth race. Seemingly they had no regard for the almost sacred obligation to see the great Round Table run in the seventh, a widely heralded and historic spectacle provided at great pains by the management. Many of those hurrying out one exit didn't even glance at the super horse being saddled a few yards away.

It left this man with the abhorrent thought that people don't go to the race track to see a great horse, only to try to win money. For shame.

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Stop and think and force a smile.
Spice your life with laughter,
This is but a little while-
The rest is all hereafter.

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ON A RECENT Sunday Bud Rainey, a city fireman, took his daughter, 10, to San Gabriel Canyon to see the snow.

As he entered the snow area their car was severely snowballed by irresponsible youths. This continued all day. On the way home when a souped-up car passed him and the young men in it threw snowballs in his open side window, almost causing him to lose control of the car, he decided he'd had it.

He overtook them, pulled the car to the side, and when one snowballer stuck his head out the window, punched him in the nose. Then he calmly walked back to his car and drove off.

The next day Bud's brother, an identical twin who attends a college here, was walking on the campus when a husky six-footer tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, buddy, were you up in San Gabriel Canyon yesterday?" He truthfully said no but he noticed that in addition to a puzzled expression the fellow had a bruised nose.

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A YOUNG bank teller named Kenneth Brown, who took Malvin Wald's screenwriting course at SC eight years ago, subsequently became a producer of technical films.

Last year Hughes Aircraft assigned him a difficult job -- dramatizing the employment of the handicapped.

The budget didn't provide for an outside writer so he asked his former prof for guidance.

When Bob Cummings saw the film he was so moved he volunteered to narrate it.

The film, "Employees Only," has just been nominated for an Academy award in the short documentary classification.

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FOOTNOTES -- The Kingston Trio's new record, "Tijuana Jail," recounting the plight of three American youths arrested in a gambling raid below the border, has this sequence, "So here we'll stay 'cause we can't pay, just send our mail to the Tijuana jail." Familiar? . . . Dr. Robert H.Alway's talk at the Stanford conference tomorrow at the Ambassador has the succinct title, "Ills, Pills and Bills." He's dean of the medical school . . . Jack Wagner ofKBIQ-FM is amused at the disc jockeys taking bows for "introducing" stereotape shows. He did it more than a year ago.