If you’re going to discuss sliced bread, be good enough to include bottled beer too.
Ah, yes. The ubiquitous State Assessment Test. The government’s first major opportunity to decide the direction of one’s future. Using the results to forecast the next stage of one’s life is about as useful as installing air-brakes on a tortoise.
kid needs to at least study grammar.
Sliced bread was invented here in Iowa in 1928 https://americanhistory.si.edu/collections/search/object/nmah_1317263
They all existed before pre-sliced bread anyway.
My grandma once explained to a cousin & I how much of her early life was spent baking & slicing bread and how sliced bread was, in fact, a tremendous boon to women.
She also said “The menfolk all thought we was gettin’ lazy”. She laughed very hard when I asked if this wasn’t about the same time said dudes were quite happily starting to transition from horses to tractors……..
Wait, how is unsliced bread an improvement over sliced bread? That’s what we had to begin with. Doesn’t it represent a step backward?
I’d never heard of a State Assessment Test.
…so I looked it up on Google, of course.
Now I feel queasy.
This isn’t the first time a “Frazz” kid questioned that phrase.
I remember taking those tests when I was young (let us just say it was over fifty years ago) and my teachers being upset when, while I got average grades in school, would score in the top one-percent state-wide on the test for my age/grade group. Then they would ask me why. (“Aren’t you the one grading?” didn’t seem to be an acceptable answer.)
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“The best thing since sliced bread” has spawned a million gags — okay, three or four gags repeated 250,000 times or so — about whatever was the greatest thing before sliced bread and such. I really didn’t need to be piling on. But I suspect I had recently gone shopping and been once again disappointed in the corner where the artisan bakery sets up. They make absolutely wonderful bread, but their default mode is to cut the loaves into slices before bagging them up for display, which is just wrong. I have a bread knife! Everybody does! No matter. Get there too late in the day for a clerk to grab you a virgin loaf, and all you can do is get mad and go home and write a cartoon. At least that’s how I suspect it went down.
July 31, 2013