I did this morning's blog before I read about the survey. So there's another new one under this.
4 jobs
Soda Jerk
Typing Pool
Secretary
Bookkeeper
4 TV shows
Amazing Race
Big Brother
Grey's Anatomy
Coronation Street
4 movies
Dirty Dancing
White Christmas
Absence of Malice
Pretty Woman
4 Foods
Steak
Soup (pea, chili, veg)
Chicken Fingers
Pizza
4 places I have vacationed (not counting visiting family)
Caribbean
Europe
Thailand
New Hampshire
4 places I have lived
Detroit
Melvindale
Westland
4 places I'd rather be right now
Kewadin
Las Vegas
California
Anywhere Jackson is
3 comments:
Hey,
I'm just wondering what exactly is a soda jerk?
Love Ya,
Megan
Poor baby. Poor generation. There is nothing like it left in our world.
I started to say that it was something like working at a Dairy Queen because we did serve ice cream products. Cones were scooped from bulk containers and we never had more than six flavors. Usually vanilla, chocolate and strawberry and butter pecan; then the others were seasonal or holiday related. This time of year, Whitehouse Cherry was the staple. In March we would have Pistachio, probably because it was green.
A single dip cone was 7 cents. A chocolate suncay was 25 cents, but fresh fruit sundays were 27 cents.
You could get a glass of coke for 5 cents but a bottle was 6 cents. A glass of coke was prepared by putting an ounce of coke syrup at the bottom of a classic coke glass shaped glass and filling the rest with soda water.
The same glass fixed with any other flavor but coke was called a phosphate. i.e. chocolate phosphate or cherry phosphate. Flavored pop other than Orange Crush or Nu Grape was just coming into fashion. Of course, we always had the smart alec kid that would order a zombie (small squirts of each flavor)
More than the soda fountain, however, the store carried all sorts of candy, tobacco and sundries like school supplies etc.
In my mind, I can still go to any given shelf and find whatever might be needed.
wow that stuff was cheep. I love mixing flavors but we call it a suicide.
thanx for explaining it Love Ya,
Megan
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