Judge, 1930-07-05 · page 12 of 40
Judge — July 5, 1930 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine: "Overheard After the Bridge Game" This is a humorous domestic sketch satirizing upper-middle-class women's absent-mindedness and their tendency to delegate tasks to long-suffering male companions (likely husbands or servants named "Jimmie"). The joke: A woman has lost thirty cents—her bridge game winnings—and sends "Jimmie" on an exhausting search through her home and recent movements. She rambles about where it *might* be (the black bag, the purse, the car, the Mitchell's house, Frear's store), constantly second-guessing herself while criticizing Jimmie's incompetence at finding things. The satire targets: 1. **Female scatterbrainedness** regarding money and possessions 2. **Class dynamics**: wealthy women casually directing servants to do trivial searches 3. **Blame-shifting**: she lost the money but insists *he's* "blind" at finding things The accompanying illustration shows two men outdoors with a road map—likely a separate, unrelated domestic comedy about male incompetence, providing ironic contrast.
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OVERHEARD After the Bridge Game “rPunee MUNpReED points at a tenth, ... That's thirty cents, isn't it? ... Jimmie, run out in the hall, like 1 dear, and get thirty cents out of my black bag on the table. It's in the little purse inside... . Yes, it sort of snaps open... . The black » dear; not the brown leather one. You know, my black sutde bag with the silver clasp that I always carry... . Well, open your eyes; it's right there, probably under my hat... . Well, look in the table drawer; or, U'Il tell you—if it’s not in the drawer—see if it's hanging on the door of the tele- phone booth. ... He’s blind as a bat, you know, Elizabeth, when it comes to finding anything for me. “Let's see, now; I had it shopping this morni remember distinctly gett out of the car and putting it on the hall table... . if I left it outside in the car, dear, ... Did you look under the little seats? ... Oh, I bet I left it next door at the Mitchell's when I “Sic 'em, stranger!” went over to see Mary this morning. But [ couldn't have left it there be- cause I remember powdering my nose wanhaka before lunch... . Jim- r ell’s and see if, y any chance, they found my black ... I'm sure { had it some time after that, though, because I put my market list in it this afternoon... . They haven't seen it? I wonder if I could have taken it up to my room with that package... . That's just what I did... Oh, Jimmie—have you found it? ... Well, listen, please run up and have a look around my room, It's probably on the window seat with a pac from Frear's. .. . Did you look every pl: .. On my dresser? + On the bed? ... I'M bet I can go right up there and find it in a sceond. . . . You're absolutely blind when it comes to finding any- thing for me... . Look in Harrison's room, Well, how hard did you look? . . . It's probably on the hall table right under your nose. ‘Oh, IL know!” Isn’t that stupid of . Why, I must have left it in Frear’s basement at the notion counter. I remember putting it down while I looked at some bath salts or something. . .. Are you sure it isn’t on the hall table, Jimmie? ... Or in the drawer? ... Or on the telephone- room door or in the car any place? You know you're absolutely blind when it comes to finding anything for place? . .. Not in Harrison's ro ... Well, then, you'd better give E abeth thirty cents, dear. I'll pay you tomorrow when get down to Moments To Remember Frear’s for my purse. Mr. Rand and Mr. McNally try to figure out a road map. —J.C. comicbooks.com