Business screen magazine (1946)

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usual to have your hotel sold oui from under you. Just hov\ do you prepare for rlnii kind of unexpecte development'.' There was one other thing that went wrong witli tliis show, which was not detected by either the client or the audience. Your columnist lias never quite recovered fn^ii making the freshman swimming team at the University of Michigan, as a diver and hackstroker. during the golden days of Coach Matt Mann. A couple of days ago, there was a foulup during rehearsal and the projectionists needed a couple of hours to re-load trays and program the tapes. 1 ran up to my room, changed into my bathing suit and rushed out to the pool. After all, you don't get too many chances to practice on a live meter board in the midle of the winter. Right? I did fine on my first half dozen warm-up dives, but then, just as I rose into a splendid high arch I felt something snap in my left leg, a little bit like a rubberband on one of those old inner-tube guns we used to make during the depression. It threw off my timing and when I came up at the bottom of the pool I went out too far and scraped my nose. 1 had trouble walking on my foot, so I went to the hotel doctor. He told me I had pulled my calf muscle away from the tendon, and it would take 6-8 weeks to heal. He also said I should stay off my feet. I found that my leg was fine if I kept using it, but would stiffen up if I favored it or rested it, like at night for example. I was able to go on using it and concealing it from the client only by ignoring the doctor's advice. Actually 1 was rather pleased to be able to ignore the doctor's advice. It wasn't so much his fee that annoyed me, C$25 for the visit, $14 for the medicine) although I resented that. And it wasn't a reaction to the pain, which was no worse than a sore arm after taking smallpox shots. What really annoyed me about that doctor was the way he sized me up as he wrapped the ace bandage around my leg and observed in a mutter . . . "It probably wouldn't have happened if you didn't have all that excess weight on you." Boy, that really hurt.' It was so . . . so unexpected! DECEMBER, 1970 circle 121 on reader service card 21