Today we received a package of goodies in the mail courtesy of Oma. It included little baggies of Halloween treats and of course they were happily received by everyone at my house. But what I enjoyed most about this particular care package was the box it came in. Behold:
It’s hard to grasp the actual size of this marvel of technological ingenuity without something to compare it to, so I grabbed the closest thing I could find to give you some perspective.
A calculator that was as big as a bunch of bananas! Or a toaster! A frying pan! Amazing! I wouldn’t be surprised if some people thought a calculator a silly investment when it is as big as a dinner plate and one already carries a decent calculator around on one’s shoulders.
Apparently my father purchased this calculator in 1975 for more than an iPod shuffle costs today. I haven’t asked him but I’m guessing it was useful to him as a teacher. My father is the original early adopter. (Actually I don’t know if this is true. How long have calculators been around? I could google it but I’m ok with not knowing some things!)
Of course I had to tease my mom about this old box, but in truth, considering how old it is, it’s a great sturdy box and still perfectly useable despite some wear. Much better than the kinds of packaging most items come in these days. It seems like a shame to throw it into the recycling bin. I think I need to find a way to give it a new purpose.
Like fill it with 40 pocket calculators.