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Print Shop Stories
Rick


Rick was a scanner operator that was hired two weeks after I started. He seemed very knowledgeable, quiet and no-nonsense. A tall man of average build with thinning hair and small wire framed glasses, Rick had been hired because of his extensive knowledge and work experience. His father, now deceased, was a titan of the printing industry. Rick, in his mid-forties, was certain to be just as good.


He worked third shift so I didn’t work with him until I spent a month on 3rd shift. I’d heard the buzz in the building though, he was a master at color correction and was untouchable in the arena of scanning information. I said hello to him in the break room once or twice but never talked to him until he showed up in my domain, the proofing room.


Rick popped his head into the room and said, “Hey, want to come learn how to do some scanning work?” I was bored out of my mind and had nothing to do at the time. I’d actually been fighting sleep. I said sure and followed him to the scanning room.


We sat there in the darkened room as he showed me how to line things up on the scanner and explained how to decide what dpi to scan in at, etc. He showed me how to touch up images, cut a silhouette around something. He started to make color corrections to a job as I watched. Things got quiet. At that moment I REALLY met Rick.


“Have you ever seen Deep Throat?”


“What?!?” I snapped back.


“Deep Throat. The porno with Linda Lovelace where she’s going down on all of those guys?”


I was frozen in place. It wasn’t like working in the print shop I’d never heard anyone say anything like that. I was a 20-year-old girl surrounded by people in their late 30s to mid fifties. Most of them were men. The majority of the men were dirty old men. I was used to their attempts to shock me, to “knock the newbie for a loop”. I just wasn’t it expecting that from Rick. And not on the first day.


“No, Rick. I haven’t seen that movie. I must have missed it at Blockbuster. Sorry.”


He lost interest in the subject after that. Who wants to talk about his or her favorite movie to someone who has never seen it? The real outcome of this incident was the foundation for my Mac and scanning experience and learning what to expect from Rick.


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  1. *gasp* man i wouldn’t be expecting that either. at least you got mac experience…

  2. That’d probably be the last thing I’d expect to hear…even from a guy.

    As for your robo-stud, I definitely need something starting with an s and rhyming with sex. Hugh’s bumbling English thing just doesn’t do it for me anymore. It used to be what I liked most…now it just makes me ill.

    Oh and I look forward to working on a book. Disgusting secrets of the no longer rich and famous. Fabulous!

    Nyz xo

  3. oh dear, I would have reacted quite violently. grr!  I hope he gets a good kick sometime.

  4. when i saw the title I’m like, “wow, BORing”, and then I read it and it’s actually pretty cool.

    You’re a cool newlywed wife.  I hope when I get married I still kickass too.

  5. The way to counter a ‘Deep Throat’ question is to ask if he’s seen a Fellini or Cassevetes (sp?) film. Obscure Italian and French directors are the answer to everything. Hehehehe!

  6. Emily and Axey: you’re both missing the point. With all due respect: the fact that he starts talking about a porn movie isn’t wrong in itself; just careless and awkward when one does it to a person one meets for the first time.

    By the way: whatever their qualities, a lot of Fellini’s and Cassavetes’ movies are boring. Deep Throat certainly isn’t.

    I’m quite a fan of that film but wouldn’t start talking about it to a person I’d just met.

    Deep throat, deeper than deep your throat …

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