Somewhere along the line I glommed onto this credit application from Dillard's department store to use as a book mark. It's served me, well lo! these many years.
Well, what distaff member of America's Populuxe crowd wouldn't want to be considered "Mrs, Modern Shopper," I ask you?
But look at the things you were supposed to supply to Dillard's credit-card approvers. Previous addresses? Current and past employers? YOUR ACCOUNT NUMBERS?!?! Type of loan amounts? Your Social Security number?
And of course the cards were run on a machine like the one below. You got the card-stock-thickness copy, and the store kept the original, wax-paper-thin copy.
Were these more innocent days, or what? Happy New Year, Big Brother!