A customer – in his 60s, maybe even 70s – at the coffee shop counter just got hot under the collar, raising his voice.
Why? Because the drink he always orders had gone up 45 cents since the last time he ordered it.
In the entirety of 1940, my grandfather made $960 as a full-time fireman. And he paid $17 a month for rent.
That’s all I’m saying about it.