By gaining all the time your secretary now devotes to "taking dictation"... instead of spending a third of her time at your desk, notebook in hand, she would save hours in which to give you constructive, far more valuable assistance... junior executive assistance... if you would only make it possible.
One of the things the female secretary could be relied upon to do would be to transcribe a rambling mess like that into a properly structured sentence. Correction and reinterpretation is something she'll still have to do when taking dictation from the stupid record instead of the boss himself. Her job is safe, even with the Audograph. She'll spend the same amount of time taking dictation from the record instead of Mr. Mooney, there. This situation makes it clear that her time is not valuable. The bosses time is. The illustration doesn't even give her a face. She's just a silhouette with a gray gradient in place of an identity. Well done, 1949. There's a reason you're the past.
CDs record from the center because, while the Compact Disc format was being devised and negotiated between a consortium of companies and manufacturers, the diameter of the discs was up in the air for a while. The engineers chose to design the standard to record from the center so that the disc diameter guys could fight it out as long as they wanted without forcing the mechanism to be redesigned. Clever.
Sign me up for some cleverness like that, please.
In the picture, Mister Mooney seems to be recording the sound of himself holding up two fingers. It looks like he still needs his (younger and hipper) secretary to explain how the thing works. Or better yet, just operate it for him.
And now, please enjoy these fine lads from 1984 who called themselves Autograph and probably shared similarly forward-thinking opinions on the role of women in society as the Gray Audograph company. Turn up the ray-dee-oh. I need the myoo-zik. Gimme some moe. Right you are, Autograph. Some Moe, coming right up.
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