Employees' Entrance Page #4

You've tried everything else

for 6 months, haven't you?

6 months? I'm just

getting my second wind.

You've been working on me

with everything you've got,

But I know what you

think before you think it.

I don't want you or any part of you.

I want that understood

because I think I can use you.

What part of me?

All of you.

I get it.

How much are you getting now?

35 a week when I'm not docked.

Could you use 70?

70 a week? What's the gag?

I want you to do something for me.

It's practically done. What is it?

Listen, come here.

In the next office sits a gentleman

by the name of Mr. Denton Ross.

Sure. I know him.

Ross is wasting too much of his

valuable time watching my affairs.

He's much too busy around here.

He needs somebody to take

his mind off his work.

You can do that better

than anybody I know.

And I get paid for it? Yes.

Oh! That'll be wonderful.

Save it. Don't waste it on me.

Oh! Mr. Ross, I hope you aren't busy,

But I just had to see you.

What is it, young lady?

I suppose I should really

talk to Mr. Anderson,

But I'd much rather

see you. Do you mind?

Not at all, not at all.

Anyhow, I think you

understand better than anybody

What we girls have to put up

with down in the department.

I know you'll protect me.

Why, certainly, certainly.

Sit right down, miss, uh-

Dale. Polly dale. I'm a model.

Oh!

Have you been having any trouble?

Yes.

Tell me all about it, my dear.

It's about stockings.

Stockings?

Yes. They don't want

me to wear stockings,

And that means no girdle.

Oh, I feel just awful.

And then miss Sibley wants

us to rouge our heels.

Do what?

Rouge our heels, like this.

I see.

Honestly, I'm so ashamed, Mr. Ross.

I didn't want to take

this up with Mr. Anderson,

Because, well, I'm so afraid of him,

And I think you understand

how we girls feel about it.

Yes, my dear. I understand perfectly,

Perfectly.

I'll have a talk with

miss Sibley about it.

But you won't tell her I

came up to see you, will you?

She'll be awful mad.

Promise?

I won't tell her.

Oh, thank you. You don't

mind if I come to you

With these little things, do you?

Not at all, my dear. Not at all. No.

Come anytime you like, anytime.

Oh, thank you. You're so nice.

Good-Bye.

$2,000 a day,

3/4 of a million dollars

a year. That's depression.

I know we've done

$100 million in a year.

I know that we employ 12,000 people

and that we're a great institution-

None of which means a thing

unless we can make money.

I don't want to throw a couple

of thousand people out of jobs,

So instead of doing that, I'm

going to cut your salaries again.

Everybody, including myself,

Will take a 10% cut beginning next week.

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