MA Bell: The United Nations
Old School Dallas, Tx. I had only worked a few days before the end of 1973. But I had seen enough to form my opinions on some of the people I was working with. There seemed to be two different sets of rules in the office—one for the "elders" and one for the young people. I don't think that I ever worked with so many judgmental people over 35 years of working. Some of them were flat out rude and were never rebuffed for any of the things spewed out of their mouths. There was a lot of tension in the office caused by that. Most of the office employees had worked together for a long time, and that was the problem. The office supervisor was part of that group and couldn't or wouldn't stand up to them, a little of both, really. Two of the young people in the office were African Americans, but back then, they were referred to as blacks, which was not a demeaning term. One of the nastiest women in the office, Peggy, would refer to them as "colored g