Darwin and the Dictaphone

I felt like Indiana Jones. Instead of snakes, there were power cords slinking around my feet. Instead of a whip, I held a ballpoint pen. Instead of a hat, I wore, well, my hair was perfect. I was not looking for treasure. No, I was looking for a different relic. I was looking for the infamous dictaphone!

Originally published July 12, 2012 0 1