My late mother was a executive secretary (old terms) in a corporate chemical engineering department [1].
She could type tables and such like a demon ... on a Royal manual typewriter, no less.
She also could knock out quite decent Gregg shorthand, and I took a stab at learning it from a textbook I picked up used somewhere.
I'd pick her brains for help when the book left me hanging. I achieved a decent proficiency for a moderate effort off-hours attempt at self-instruction.
It certainly required some patience and effort but I found it fairly natural and well conceived, elegant even. Someday maybe I'll pick it up again. In fifteen years it will seem like alchemy to the young'uns of the future.
She could type tables and such like a demon ... on a Royal manual typewriter, no less.
She also could knock out quite decent Gregg shorthand, and I took a stab at learning it from a textbook I picked up used somewhere.
I'd pick her brains for help when the book left me hanging. I achieved a decent proficiency for a moderate effort off-hours attempt at self-instruction.
It certainly required some patience and effort but I found it fairly natural and well conceived, elegant even. Someday maybe I'll pick it up again. In fifteen years it will seem like alchemy to the young'uns of the future.