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Carey Smith Take Your Work To Lunch At West Georgia people take their lunch to work. In Washing ton, things are done a little differently. Due to the need for expedience in every form of government work, and the great and unquestionable devotion of the government employees, people here take their work to lunch. Sitting in a Capitol Hill cafeteria, talking to a good friend who works in the Department of Parchment, I found that it is not unusual for very important pieces of legislation to be composed over a bowl of rutabagas. He told me of a few such important laws that were written between bites of succotash and mashed potatoes. Munching on a pickle relish and peanut butter sandwich, my friend told me the story of a fellow who took a work-lunch break while writing bills. “Yep, this fellow came down to the cafeteria, went through the line and really piled up the food He had a briefcase full of papers, and he dumped ’em out, right on top of his lunch. He pulled out a pencil, grabbed one of the two salt shakers in the W EST GEORGIAN NANCY HADKKTSCHKR y J Kl> I 0,1, N/ N*hk Editor VVa** Sport* Editor ('.op> Kdiior Su*un l)ri*kt*ll Photographer* Karry Mark. Ilar\e\ Jark*on. Mark Veljkov THE WEST GEORGIAN li publithod woolly oicopt during (Inal aiomt and vocations at Carrollton Gaorgia by tb# itodontt ot Watt Gaorgia Collago. Subttrlptioni ora ay oil obit at *I.SO a yaar Ad rotoi ara oolloblo upon raguatt. Opiniant axprattad in tlgnad ortkiat ara thata of tha outKon Untignad aditarlali ara Htata at tha ma|arity of tha ttoH mtmbart an tha adHorial board In nolthor inttanco ara thoy to ba tab an at rapratanting thata of tha ttudant body at largo tha faculty, tha ttoH, or tha adminittratlan of thit cotlaga. Sot 100$ Phono ESA-IMA OKAY JOHNSON, m can t>o nrruouT OTiiHri' building, salted a barbon copy of a letter, and ate it. Fellow had black teeth all the time.” said my friend. My friend continued, “This guy plowed through a fish sandwich and a bowl of chile while he wrote a bill for the funding of a national fish farm, and endorsed a grant for the study of Mexican peppers. “He salted his eggs as he authorized funding of several poultry programs, and sweetened his coffee as he researched sugar imports,” said the man. “What kind of lunch hour did he have anyway?” I asked. “Well,” said my friend, “It was like this, his coffee was too full of messages and unan swered mail. He really didn’t have a place to work so he would just park it down here all day. “He would sit down here and work, writing letters on candy bar wrappers, and signing them with a stick. He’d send messages on paper plates by throwing them, frisbee style, from one side of the cafeteria to the other. He wrapped sand wiches in letterhead stationery and typed memos on napkins.” “What happened to this guy?” I asked. “Well,” said my friend, “the day he introduced a bill on the back of a pack of Daddy chips it was just too much. He was grubbing up the place so badly, they finally had to get rid of him.” 1 asked my friend where he was now. “Well, we got him moved into the White House, and he cooks his own breakfast there. Funniest thing though,the press people can’t get used to him vetoing bills with a banana. Ed Lorenz (Imagine any of those despised, humid morns during summer quarter while a student is in attendance at this illustrious institution.) Zzzzzz...Zzzzzz... RRRinnnnng. RRRinnng. RRRinnng. RRRin—CRASH! Geezz...good gri...fer crying’ out.. .sonv abi... aa aahh. All right fella, let’s really try to get outta the sheets. MMMM. Let’s plug in the coffee pot, then we’ll see who’s in the ol mirroe today. Uugh, what a mess. Drink some java kid; you’ll be allright. What am I doin’ here? This is crazy; me and 999 other crazies spendin’ a summer here when I could be wastin’ my time on a beach. It’s hotter than the hinges on the gates of hell — when I get up. Then the tem- V 7^- fco o4i Z 1 \ I Shirts ' (&) V™/ 4th of July . Specials /Lades'\ 1 Pants 1 \ While they last- $ 7.95 t t Denim & Asst. Pants A K .. 3h,, ’21.00 \ *2.00 ) / \ lUp J ( Shirts ) Also great selection of prewashed Brittanias 819 Maple St. and Faded 834-2454 Glor v s "FRANKLY SPEAKING’ byPhilFranK ON THc AIR * CONTINUED CLOUDY AMD OVER CAST h/ith io% ch Alice of CLEARING- THAT WAS THE JCB fORECASTr- A JOUJ FOR THE ujeatuer..." Typical Days perature climbs from the morning low. Morning! What am I getting up for at 7:15 in the middle of June? I oughta be rackin’ my head on pillows not calc and chem. Yea, think about it kid; you’re gonna make a million after you graduate. Yea. Maybe. Oooh, where’d I put my coffee? This is crazy. THIS is crazy? Geez, last night was crazy. Why’d I do that anyhow? It sure seemed right at the time, but she wan’t even good lookin’. Time. What time is it anyhow? Seven thirty-six. Hokay. Where’d I put that shirt? Oooooh. Maybe I’ll get around to washing one of these days. Where’d I put those jeans? Whooh! No doubt about it now, I gotta get around to THE WEST GEORGIAN, JUNE 27,1975 washing these things. Maybe I’ll do the sheets too. Let’s see, when did I wash last?...moved in March...April..May...June ...oh well, we’ll worry about that later. Where is my coffee? What time is it?...sevennn thirty-nine, hokay. Where’s my wallet? Yea, okay, now the keys. Okay, wallet, keys, books...books, where’re those da- here we go! Where is that coffee? Oh, great, there it is...ugh, cold. What’d I do with my pen? What time is it? Lesee, seven forty-six. Looks like I’m gonna be late. I ante to be late. I’d rather miss it than be late. Hell, I know about the revolution anyhow. Damn the coffee, full speed ahead. Yaaaawwn... Zzzzzz...Zzzzzz... 5