A classified ad sales rep at Truman Capote's Black and White Ball, which was thrown in her honor |
Vexing union troubles in the 1970s had the unexpected side
effect of giving publisher Katharine Graham a lot of experience in how the
Washington Post worked.
“I learned to take classified ads and spent hours at it,”
she recalled in her autobiography, Personal
History. “We were stunned at what hard work it was, with no let-up. You
took an ad and hung up, and the light was already on with a new caller.
Electric typewriters were then used to fill in the complicated classified
forms, but since my typing wasn’t up to speed, I took the ads by hand and gave
them to someone else to type.
“I tried to avoid the callers who had long, complicated ads
— used-car dealers calling in to advertise several cars, for example. But one
day toward the end of the strike, I got a Mercedes dealer on the phone, and everyone
else was busy, so I had no choice.
“I told him, ‘Look, I’m new around here, so please go easy.’
We struggled through his list of six cars for sale and then he said doubtfully,
‘I think you’d better read it back.’ ‘All right,’ I said, and reread the ad
swiftly and accurately. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘You sound overqualified. You could be
anyone. You could be Katharine Graham.’ I was startled for a moment before I
replied, ‘As a matter of fact, I am.’”
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