Whatâs it doing still sitting next to my computer screen, as anachronistic as an ink well?
Darn if I know. This cheap-o Rolodex arrived at least a quarter-century ago, played a vital role in my work life for a period, then slipped into invisible obsolescence.
In recent times Iâve been using it as a pedestal to elevate printed-out emails that deserve immediate attention.
The first card in my Rolodex tray is a note from the reporter who bestowed it on me on her last day in the newsroom.
âThe Register may not think we all are worthy of Rolodexes, but I do. Good luck,â she wrote.