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A reminder of times past

Recently while riding cross-country from LAX to ATL aboard a 767 I got a (pleasant) reminder of “the way it used to be,” back when there was no government agency to ensure that each and every one of us was always meek and mild.


My internal hydraulic pressure had initiated the warning sequence that my retention system would fail prior to arrival in Atlanta, so I went off to the wee room to reduce the pressure. Although I hadn't urinated on my hands, nor had the item I'd held been anywhere I wouldn't put my mouth, a hand washing was still in order. There, at the bottom of the mirror that reflected the gray stubble of an old man was THE SLOT.


Yep. Once upon a time it was expected that a person in a public place, including airplanes, would dress in such a manner that connoted self respect and would not offend the public dignity. In a few special cases it was difficult for a man to maintain that respectable appearance, and one of those cases was the endless travel hours it took to get from here to yon. The situation was easily curable with 10 to 15 minutes at a sink if you carried the necessary paraphernalia with you, which all respectable men did. There was then the issue of “what do you do with the used blade?”


As at home, put it in THE SLOT.


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Alas, what joys we have lost.
 
Amen to that! When I started DE wetshaving (about a month ago) I was delighted to find a slot in the back of the medicine cabinet! In fact, this house I call home was once my grandfather's then my father's and now mine. It was new when my grandfather bought it. I love to think of the pile of blades that shaved my grandfather and on top of that a pile of blades that shaved my father and I get to continue the tradition with a few (for now) blades of my own. When I mentioned this to my brother he decided that, next time he's in town, he's going to de shave just to be a part of it!
 
Wow, I've traveled a lot and have never seen that sign before! Although, I would be hesitant to shave with a DE razor while in flight even if we were allowed to carry the blades. Turbulence:scared:
 
I have never seen one of those in an airplane. I remember asking my dad at a very young age what "the slot" was for in his medicine cabinet. It's hard to believe they would just drop in the wall like that.
 
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