I remember having to take a typing class in 7th grade and the witch who taught it gave everyone a C after the first quarter because "after one quarter no one is an A typist". I didn't care, cause hey I got a C for a class I thought I was failing. But some of the girls in the class, the ones who had gone their entire academic lives with straight A's had their hearts ripped from their chests. They were sobbing like a bunch of, well, little girls. For some reason all this talk about typewriters brought back that memory.