The Rotary Balita no. 719 (April 23, 1953)

10:00 A.M. - Oh, dear! Another warm day. Wonder if I'll be abused as I was yesterday. If I am, I'm going to strike. Just disposed of a half chewed breakfast. We ran for the train, which meant that I was so jiggled about it took twice as long to do my work. Hope she gives me an hour or two to rest before more is sent my way. 10:30 A.M. - Two glasses of ice water have just arrived. It will take all the energy I can pump in the next hour to warm me up to normal again. 10:50 A.M. - That half chewed breakfast didn't satisfy her so she bought me some peanuts and started again. 12:00 A.M.- Peanuts have been dribbling along steadily since last entry. Think she's finished them, though. 12:30 P.M.- Decided she wasn't very hungry, and instead of a light lunch sent me down a cold malted milk heavy with chocolate. Could have managed it all right if it hadn't been so cold. 1:10 P.M. - More ice water. 1:40 P.M. - Was mistaken about the peanuts; she found another handful in the bottom of the bag, and now I have them to 'tend to. 2:05 P.M. - More ice water. 3:10 P.M. - She has been lifting some heavy books and, as usual, used my muscles instead of her arm muscles, as she should have done. Tired me more than digesting a six-course dinner. 3:20 P.M. - Someone has brought her a box of caramels and she's started on that. 4:20 P.M.- Have received something like half a pound of sticky caramels since last entry. She has just said, "Oh, dear, I don't feel so well. I know the milk in that malted milk was sour." 6:00 P.M. - We were invited out to have a soda before going home. Had a lemon phosphate and then ran two blocks for the train. 6:50 P.M. - We played a set of tennis before dinner, and now I'm all tired out and a dinner to handle. 7:00 P.M. - Dinner: Veal, fried potatoes, cucumbers, bread and butter, canned blueberries, cake and coffee. What do you know about that? 7:50 P.M.We're going down for chocolate ice. 8:20 P.M. - Got home and found someone had made lemonade. She drank two big glasses. That, on top of the ice, settles it. I STRIKE! 8:30 P.M. - Have sent back the ice and lemonade. 8:40 P.M. - Returned the blueberries and cake. 8:50 P.M. And the veal. 9:10 P.M. - She has sent for the doctor. Says the ice must have had something the matter with it. Her mother says it is more likely just a weak stomach she inherited from her father. 9:30 P.M. - That fool doctor says I'm just a little upset, due to the weather. GOOD NIGHT! - From The Optimeter