When ’50s Socialization Butts Up Against 2018

My Drabble is up at The Drabble. Thank you’s go to Tom Haynes, editor!

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By Sarah Russell

I’m teaching my granddaughters to iron shirts—collar, sleeves, right front, back, left front. I almost say, “You’ll impress some guy in college knowing this.”

Whoa!

Maybe that’s why my marriage (to that guy I impressed) ended after I read Friedan. Now women say, “Press your own damn shirt,” and men do. No wonder my granddaughters aren’t impressed with counting hangers of starched perfection.

End of lesson: “Always turn the iron off and unplug it to make sure,” I say.

“It turns itself off, Grandma.”

“But you can’t be too careful,” I say, and shit, I sound old.

        
Sarah Russell’s poetry and flash fiction have appeared in Kentucky Review, Misfit Magazine, Psaltery and Lyre, Rusty Truck, and many other journals and anthologies. She is a 2017 Pushcart Prize nominee.

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10 thoughts on “When ’50s Socialization Butts Up Against 2018

  1. Brilliant! Although I couldn’t ever interest by youngsters in ironing, I actually really enjoyed learning how to iron properly. I was taught by my mother and by my father, so it never occurred to me that a man wouldn’t be able to iron his own shirts or press his own trousers.

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