Calculator

Calculators save us number numbskulls.  If we didn't worship Jesus, we might worship our other savior, the calculator.  

Our checker, our correctioner, our estimator, our briefer, our budgeter, our planner -- we need you, oh calculator!

Times 10!

We need you in our junk drawers, office drawers, backpacks, contractor belts, purses, and study halls. 

And on our phones.

Everyday.

Unless... unless there is a handy alive and breathing Mr. Calc.  The man who can, in a breath, add, divide, square the root, estimate the total, or solve for X while the number numbskull is still digging up a pencil to carry the 2.   

Just ask what it would cost, how long it would take, the resale value after 10 years of use and 10% depreciation.  With 10% interest and 10% service fee.  And 10% markup.  Mr. Calc can tell you, faster than you can think to punch in numbers, never mind the formula. 

Some number numbskulls, though they once relied on a live-in Mr. Calc, must resort to the drawer-in calculator at some point.   They sure miss Mr. Calc, who, by the way, could cribbage or blackjack or domino anyone under the table.  But the junk drawer version does the job -- thankfully.  

We number numbskulls gladly reach for his replacement.