Paramount Pep (1923)

10 Paramount Pep Most of Us Get What We Deserve — Albany Jots By Cliff “Ted” Lewis We are A receipt of a letter from King Meigha:i, formerly salesman in Zone No. 3, who left us a couple weeks ago to take up his duties with The Monroe Calculating Co. of Cleveland, Ohio. He states he is well entrenched in his new position and although we were sorry to lose him we wish him all the success in the world — YES — he is a brother of “our Tommy.” WITH US AGAIN Mr. “Dave” Levy, the newest addition to our sales force, has taken up his duties as salesman in Zone No. 3. Mr. Levy was formerly with the Buffalo office of “Paramount” back in 1920. To start him off right we sent him to some of our “hard-boiled" exhibitors, AWAY up in the northlands where the ice and snow abound. However he came back with a bag full of contracts and a "pair of snow shoes”. You just can’t keep a good man down. THEODORE ROBERTS’ RIVAL We take this opportunity to announce that Theodore Roberts has a rival in “cigar smoking” in our branch manager, Mr. Kempner. Of course we can not say that Mr. Kempner does smoke more cigars than Theodore Roberts, however, we believe that he is running a good race for “first place.” TOO BUSY TO STOP BOUL MICH BLURBS By Bill Danziger Battering the maples — an annual affray — has again arrested the attention of the male things at the Chicago Exchange. Bolle, Busch, Manning, Danziger, Hayman, Wolf, Watts, O’Brien and the two Bergs, — Gold and Wolf — are the tournamenteers. Job or no job, some of the motley crew have about decided to enter strenuous and bellicose howls at moving to the new Chicago home, farther down on Wabash Avenue. In doing so, Stella, the jocose guardian of the elevator, loses her position. There ain’t no such critter as an elevator at the new place. And that’s a crying out loud shame. Regardless, the new quarters are most wonderful. They permit the coordination of all exchange units on one floor — an improvement to hallelujah about. Eddie Rosecrans, than whom there is no thanwhomer as a dispenser of the world’s finest film, made a holiday jump to Albany, N. Y. He wired an incoherent fantasy about “One Week of Love.” Eddie is not smitten — socked! This is great working weather ! Peoria Exchange Dave Lake, our hustling salesman of Zone No. 1, was so busy getting contracts this week that he didn’t have time to stop his Fierce-Arrow Essex and fill the radiator. AND — while attending the sales meeting Saturday afternoon old man WINTER took advantage of this fact and the result was “Dave” had to hire two mules to move his speedster. New York Exchange Notes By A. M. Weinberger We are pleased to learn that Miss Muriel Luftig, stenographer in our Accounting Department, is now convalescing after undergoing an operation for appendicitis. We all miss your cheery smiles, Muriel, so here’s wishing you a speedy recovery. We were having beautiful weather right along in New York until very suddenly Mr. Buxbaum made a short trip to Buffalo in the upper part of the state. Apparently, he took the nice weather with him, for the very same night we had a big snow storm, the remains of which can still be seen. As nobody seems to be giving away coal this winter, we all join in saying, "Please stay in town, Bux.” It’s the Home Office of the “Go-Getters” This week’s “GO-GETTER" prize has been awarded by Manager “Milt” Hirsch to “Go-Getter” L. C. O’Conner, salesman in charge of Zone 2. O'Conner had just closed the 39 for Lincoln, it was 11 P.M., one of the worst snow storms Illinois has experienced in years had just started, he was just starting for the hotel to get a well earned rest when the phone rang, it was from a little Hamlet thirty miles away, 400 population, the Exhibitor had heard that a Paramount man was in Lincoln, could he drive over and see him right away, yes, he would wait up for him but he had to see him that night, O'Conner dug his flivver out of the snow and started west in the face of a blinding snow storm, within ten miles of the village the wind blew off the top of his Henry, another mile and bang went both rear tires, torn off by the ruts in a fearful dirt road, on drove O’Conner and the little “Go-Getter” limped in on the rims of his loyal little Ford, yes he met Mr. Exhibitor and closed in two hours for a year’s service. Our Exploiteer has arrived. Norman M. Dixon, he’s an old timer to most of “PEP'S” readers. We see little of Manager “Milt” Hirsch these days, lie’s busy in Key Towns signing up the now justly famous THIRTY-NINE.