HOLY CRAP IT IS EARLY IN THE MORNING. I got here at 7am...meaning I woke up at 5:30! Wow, I don't think I can even remember the last time I was up that early!
Anyways, I got here as our morning news show began, and let me tell you: it is very quiet in the morning. Aside from the anchors doing the show, and the occasional announcement from the scanners (someone's having a heart attack, lady having a baby, someone fell over, etc.) I can keep quietly to myself...just how I like my mornings :) As the show was going, I suddenly noticed a most wonderful scent. Then...two guys from a local barbecue place came in! They were here to do a cooking thing on the morning show and HOLY CRAP it smelled good. I wish they had left some stuff here to eat. Darn.
This afternoon, I drum roll please...actually did stuff! First, I went to a press conference about health care with a Nebraska Representative. Party on. Did some interviews with people, some lady cried and rambled as usual, moved on. THEN, about an hour later, I went to the zoo! Yeah, it's free right now, so we went around the PACKED zoo, did some interviews with excited people, looked at some animals, went on the animal ski lift thing with the camera - which brought us much unnecessary attention, and then left. Now I'm back and I'm slightly hot and stinky. However, I have received like 3 compliments on my skirt (an unfortunate choice when going on a ski lift OVER PEOPLE. Oops). Also, I wore sandals instead of my original choice of high heels. Good call considering I was walking through the zoo lugging around a huge tripod that can be like 3 feet taller than I am.
Entertaining things:
-I can see one reporter's sports bra through the back of her shirt. AWKWARD.
-Some people came up to us wanting to be filmed, and when we rejected (nicely) their request, the newspaper came up to them. They weren't impressed with the thought of being in the paper and rejected her (not nicely).
-Some guy called in during the morning show to comment about something. He just thought some aspect of some story was funny. WHY did you call and waste 5 minutes of my time, dude? Why?
-The press conference was at a community college/university place with multiple locations around the area. We went to the wrong one, then (after much cursing and anger from the reporter) arrived 15 minutes late to a place 30 minutes from the other location - A+ to the speeding photog!
Now I'm off to enjoy the final hour of relaxation in the quiet, air conditioned, newsroom.
Tara
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Wednesday, July 22nd/Friday, July 24th
Once again, it's been awhile...but I have been on vacation, so that's a good reason, right?
Whatever. Don't judge me. Anyways, the past few days have been a-okay. Wednesday I was stuck in the building for the first few hours, and then went out on a press conference about SIDS (sudden infant death syndrome). Talk about THRILLING. Who doesn't love sitting in a small room full of journalists who are trying to stay awake during the drone of boring information? When I got back, I was only in for a little while before I got to go out to a graduation ceremony for a bunch of firefighters. Not as thrilling as say...the drowning I missed by 5 minutes, but then I would have been stuck there until like 11pm instead of 7:30, when my shift ends. Weird moment: one of the graduates is a kid I knew in high school! I remember he sat behind me in study hall freshman year (he was like 2-3 years older...and a football player, ha ha). On Halloween I wore an orange sweater (it was heinous, trust me) and he said he liked it because orange was his favorite color. Too bad I wasn't wearing that ugly sweater Wednesday, it could have been destiny!
Or not.
Today, I went to the most exciting event ever (sarcasm)! A two and a half hour preliminary hearing for a murder trial! This kid killed his dad, who had been sleeping with the kid's fiance (and had gotten her pregnant...classy!). It was dull, it was long, I was HUNGRY. Later, I went out to the live shot at the courthouse for that same story.
Funny/interesting things:
-phone call from some guy complaining/ranting/being stupid/whatever about the media's blaming Bush for Obama's police comment (which we didn't do a story on...hm.)
-One of our reporter/anchor's method of squirting allergy medicine up his nose. He leaned his head back, took the meds, and then like...hyperventilated or something for the next five minutes...with his head tilted back. Then for 5 more while he continued working. I almost lost it.
-I still just crack up at the fact that people think they can call the news for ANYTHING. Examples: 1. We don't have some pre-recorded weather thing you can call. We also don't always have a weather person in. So if you want to know the weather...go online or find some phone service that does that, because I am NOT going to weather.com and reading you the forecast. Seriously. 2. I don't care how serious your problem/issue is, I can't give you a "time frame" for when you will hear from us. For all we know, a million people will set on fire tomorrow morning. That takes precedence to your landlord cheating you out of free water. 3. If you want to complain about something that doesn't relate AT ALL to ANYTHING on our show/station, DON'T CALL ME. I have better things to do than listen to you rant about socialism for 20 minutes.
I feel better now.
Tara
p.s. OH and I forgot...did I mention I'm totally famous now? Yeah. Our state might be adding a new area code, so we did a little story, and I am now phone model. Yes, I dialed the phone and then pretended to be talking to someone in this new "5-3-1" area code. Like magic! My face, up REAL CLOSE, in like 57,000 people's homes and businesses! Wooh!
Whatever. Don't judge me. Anyways, the past few days have been a-okay. Wednesday I was stuck in the building for the first few hours, and then went out on a press conference about SIDS (sudden infant death syndrome). Talk about THRILLING. Who doesn't love sitting in a small room full of journalists who are trying to stay awake during the drone of boring information? When I got back, I was only in for a little while before I got to go out to a graduation ceremony for a bunch of firefighters. Not as thrilling as say...the drowning I missed by 5 minutes, but then I would have been stuck there until like 11pm instead of 7:30, when my shift ends. Weird moment: one of the graduates is a kid I knew in high school! I remember he sat behind me in study hall freshman year (he was like 2-3 years older...and a football player, ha ha). On Halloween I wore an orange sweater (it was heinous, trust me) and he said he liked it because orange was his favorite color. Too bad I wasn't wearing that ugly sweater Wednesday, it could have been destiny!
Or not.
Today, I went to the most exciting event ever (sarcasm)! A two and a half hour preliminary hearing for a murder trial! This kid killed his dad, who had been sleeping with the kid's fiance (and had gotten her pregnant...classy!). It was dull, it was long, I was HUNGRY. Later, I went out to the live shot at the courthouse for that same story.
Funny/interesting things:
-phone call from some guy complaining/ranting/being stupid/whatever about the media's blaming Bush for Obama's police comment (which we didn't do a story on...hm.)
-One of our reporter/anchor's method of squirting allergy medicine up his nose. He leaned his head back, took the meds, and then like...hyperventilated or something for the next five minutes...with his head tilted back. Then for 5 more while he continued working. I almost lost it.
-I still just crack up at the fact that people think they can call the news for ANYTHING. Examples: 1. We don't have some pre-recorded weather thing you can call. We also don't always have a weather person in. So if you want to know the weather...go online or find some phone service that does that, because I am NOT going to weather.com and reading you the forecast. Seriously. 2. I don't care how serious your problem/issue is, I can't give you a "time frame" for when you will hear from us. For all we know, a million people will set on fire tomorrow morning. That takes precedence to your landlord cheating you out of free water. 3. If you want to complain about something that doesn't relate AT ALL to ANYTHING on our show/station, DON'T CALL ME. I have better things to do than listen to you rant about socialism for 20 minutes.
I feel better now.
Tara
p.s. OH and I forgot...did I mention I'm totally famous now? Yeah. Our state might be adding a new area code, so we did a little story, and I am now phone model. Yes, I dialed the phone and then pretended to be talking to someone in this new "5-3-1" area code. Like magic! My face, up REAL CLOSE, in like 57,000 people's homes and businesses! Wooh!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Sunday, July 12th/Wednesday July 15th
Woah...sorry I haven't posted. Not like I'm busy or anything...I just keep forgetting and then my parents remind me when I get home. I have this rule where I only blog at the intern desk...hence "Live from the Intern Desk". Clever, huh?
Anyways, the past few days have had their moments. Sunday was pretty dull...actually terribly dull...until BAM huge story. I'm talking story of the summer...dead body in a house. Dead body that has been in the house, decomposing, so long that you couldn't tell the gender or age. I was out on the live shot for about 2 hours, watching our reporter go into his usual overly-stressed mode and talking with neighbors. Then subsequently telling the reporter everything useful the neighbors unwittingly said to me. It's cool. They never said off the record. However, our female anchor made some AMAZING peanut butter brownies. Those things were like pieces of tasty gold.
Today has also been...eh. I went out on a followup from that dead body, which turned out to be the 10 year old boy that lived there with his mom, who was in the house when they discovered the body. She's being charged with murder. So, we did a story that was all "aw, this kid is dead". Seriously though, it was really sad. The neighbors cried and I didn't. Because I never cry at normal things, only about weird things.
I just came back from another story...police officer arrested for child porn. This was embarrassing (for him) because we were allowed in the garage where they take the guy out and put him in booking. So we were right there when he was led out of the car. Sucks to be you, man.
Now I'm sitting again. The other intern is getting some dinner so I took her seat at the assignment desk, the best one in the room. Ha.
Interesting things:
-Phone calls from the usual crazies, of course.
-watching reporters freak out over uh...nothing.
-Okay that's it. Can't think of anything else.
-Tara
Anyways, the past few days have had their moments. Sunday was pretty dull...actually terribly dull...until BAM huge story. I'm talking story of the summer...dead body in a house. Dead body that has been in the house, decomposing, so long that you couldn't tell the gender or age. I was out on the live shot for about 2 hours, watching our reporter go into his usual overly-stressed mode and talking with neighbors. Then subsequently telling the reporter everything useful the neighbors unwittingly said to me. It's cool. They never said off the record. However, our female anchor made some AMAZING peanut butter brownies. Those things were like pieces of tasty gold.
Today has also been...eh. I went out on a followup from that dead body, which turned out to be the 10 year old boy that lived there with his mom, who was in the house when they discovered the body. She's being charged with murder. So, we did a story that was all "aw, this kid is dead". Seriously though, it was really sad. The neighbors cried and I didn't. Because I never cry at normal things, only about weird things.
I just came back from another story...police officer arrested for child porn. This was embarrassing (for him) because we were allowed in the garage where they take the guy out and put him in booking. So we were right there when he was led out of the car. Sucks to be you, man.
Now I'm sitting again. The other intern is getting some dinner so I took her seat at the assignment desk, the best one in the room. Ha.
Interesting things:
-Phone calls from the usual crazies, of course.
-watching reporters freak out over uh...nothing.
-Okay that's it. Can't think of anything else.
-Tara
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Friday, July 2nd/Sunday, July 5th
Wow...people call us for the most amazing things. Today, while searching through our system for a story, I stumbled upon the answering machine messages we got about the DTV transition...or at least DURING the DTV transition. Things said included a million "I have a converter box. I'm so confused!" to "I have a question about _____. I am looking for [reporter who works for another station in town]." Also, everyone hates us. Oh and "I have a weather radio that keeps going off for the wrong counties. Can you fix it?" Why do people call the news for these things? Have they never heard of the internet? Does someone really thing we are going to do a story on the bad water pressure in their house (real call.)
Anyways, enough of that. On Friday, I went out on a wild goose chase. A reporter and I went to do an economy story on this grocery store that had closed...but we had no leads. So, we went around trying to find people to talk to, and ended up spending about 5 hours out in this small(er) town for this story. Then, a few hours later, some dude beat his kid with a gun (right by my house, too!) so I went out on that story, too. Also, 35897623458960346 people called on Friday about fireworks and the rain that happened over the 4th weekend.
Today, I did....Nothing! Well, not NOTHING. I did stick by those stupid scanners and I DID get the call that some girl had almost drowned...and got us there FIRST! Yeah me. That's about it.
Amazing/recent things:
-making fun of the photographer that always has a GPS ("Oh, [Photographer], he'll be fine. He's got that silly GPS. Like it's hard to get around. Please.")
-PISSED lady who was mad that we made a mistake on our graphics "You said one street but the graphic said another. This has happened several times. PLEASE TELL your people". Wow lady...when we become Jesus and stop making mistakes, we'll let you know via a misspelled graphic. Just for you.
-Our sports guy is wearing a white button down and tie (nice). Oh, and ABOVE THE KNEE, TIGHT, WHITE SHORTS! Ick...come on now. Put some pants on, it's cold in here! I'm wearing a sweater in July!
-Lady called this afternoon asking, "Do you know if there are any more Michael Jackson tickets available?" Lady, this is Nebraska. Why on EARTH would we know? Or really...care?
-OKAY I JUST HAVE TO SAY IT. One of the reporters here wears PASTEL skirt suits. With SHOULDER PADS. Its like she can't escape the 80's. Please, sweetie, you look like you are probably not even past 32! Don't DO this to yourself! Plus you're not a twig/stick figure (but not fat, I promise), so those suits make you look....just don't. Please. Go shopping somewhere other than Goodwill or the old lady section in JC Penney. Go to Express! Or NY and Company! Embrace black.
-Our male news anchor hid his Pepsi behind the female news anchors back. He sipped on it during breaks.
Okay I'm done now. Tara
Anyways, enough of that. On Friday, I went out on a wild goose chase. A reporter and I went to do an economy story on this grocery store that had closed...but we had no leads. So, we went around trying to find people to talk to, and ended up spending about 5 hours out in this small(er) town for this story. Then, a few hours later, some dude beat his kid with a gun (right by my house, too!) so I went out on that story, too. Also, 35897623458960346 people called on Friday about fireworks and the rain that happened over the 4th weekend.
Today, I did....Nothing! Well, not NOTHING. I did stick by those stupid scanners and I DID get the call that some girl had almost drowned...and got us there FIRST! Yeah me. That's about it.
Amazing/recent things:
-making fun of the photographer that always has a GPS ("Oh, [Photographer], he'll be fine. He's got that silly GPS. Like it's hard to get around. Please.")
-PISSED lady who was mad that we made a mistake on our graphics "You said one street but the graphic said another. This has happened several times. PLEASE TELL your people". Wow lady...when we become Jesus and stop making mistakes, we'll let you know via a misspelled graphic. Just for you.
-Our sports guy is wearing a white button down and tie (nice). Oh, and ABOVE THE KNEE, TIGHT, WHITE SHORTS! Ick...come on now. Put some pants on, it's cold in here! I'm wearing a sweater in July!
-Lady called this afternoon asking, "Do you know if there are any more Michael Jackson tickets available?" Lady, this is Nebraska. Why on EARTH would we know? Or really...care?
-OKAY I JUST HAVE TO SAY IT. One of the reporters here wears PASTEL skirt suits. With SHOULDER PADS. Its like she can't escape the 80's. Please, sweetie, you look like you are probably not even past 32! Don't DO this to yourself! Plus you're not a twig/stick figure (but not fat, I promise), so those suits make you look....just don't. Please. Go shopping somewhere other than Goodwill or the old lady section in JC Penney. Go to Express! Or NY and Company! Embrace black.
-Our male news anchor hid his Pepsi behind the female news anchors back. He sipped on it during breaks.
Okay I'm done now. Tara
Friday, June 26, 2009
Friday, June 26th
Well, well, well. It's been a little while! I took Wednesday off because it was my birthday (Yeah being legal!) and today was my first day back since Sunday...it's weird being gone for so many days. Last time I switched a Wed. I hadn't worked here very long so it wasn't weird, but I've been here for oh...a month or so now, so I have gotten used to my schedule.
Anyways...today has been pretty crazy, and I still have just over 4 hours till my shift's over. This morning I got the delicious job of hunting down info from a livestock fat and bone rendering plant to ask them about the hundreds of NE cattle that have died from the heat. I called the local plant, who directed me to regional, who directed me BACK to local. Then I called the headquarters, and I'm still waiting for a call back. Come ON - dead cows aren't that sketchy! THEN I called the Nebraska Department of Agriculture - Animal Industry branch PR lady, who said she knew nothing.
So that was a bust...then I got sent out on an outdoor festival thing, and as we were shooting that, we got a call about a body in a dumpster. So, I spent the next 2 1/2 hours behind a shopping center, in 91 degree heat, watching some poor lady dig around in a trash dumpster. Forensics isn't as glamorous as CSI makes it.
Anyways, I just got back. We'll see what else happens today. Hopefully nothing, so I can RELAX - I'm tired and my feet hurt.
A bientot. Tara
Anyways...today has been pretty crazy, and I still have just over 4 hours till my shift's over. This morning I got the delicious job of hunting down info from a livestock fat and bone rendering plant to ask them about the hundreds of NE cattle that have died from the heat. I called the local plant, who directed me to regional, who directed me BACK to local. Then I called the headquarters, and I'm still waiting for a call back. Come ON - dead cows aren't that sketchy! THEN I called the Nebraska Department of Agriculture - Animal Industry branch PR lady, who said she knew nothing.
So that was a bust...then I got sent out on an outdoor festival thing, and as we were shooting that, we got a call about a body in a dumpster. So, I spent the next 2 1/2 hours behind a shopping center, in 91 degree heat, watching some poor lady dig around in a trash dumpster. Forensics isn't as glamorous as CSI makes it.
Anyways, I just got back. We'll see what else happens today. Hopefully nothing, so I can RELAX - I'm tired and my feet hurt.
A bientot. Tara
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Sunday, June 21st
Oh, what a day. I went out on nothing, yet the day was not without it's moments. Here's what I did: answered the phone, called the dispatch office a bazillion times, repeat the address of a terrible boating accident to producers and reporters who couldn't remember where they were headed, google said address each time to give directions, will myself to NOT eat the last brownie that the anchor brought in today, laugh at callers.
Best moments:
-Crazy "where [producer/anchor] at guy called again. I sense the beginning of a beautiful friendship, where he is drunk/high/crazy and I am totally amused/slightly annoyed.
-dispatch offices that know LESS about an accident than we do (thanks random tip guy, you are quicker than they are!)
-Best phone call of the night: our mayor wants to raise taxes. Always a big deal, and duh - who would like that? Certainly not anyone WHO GETS TAXED. Anyways, the story included comments from angry people, and the following fact: the $_____ shortfall is EXPECTED in 2010. EXPECTED. Meaning it's a guess. We don't KNOW where that will come from EXACTLY. So this guy calls me. Ticked off, of course. Blames the media and says we're worthless because we didn't report where that shortfall is coming from.
Dude. We don't know. Last I checked it was NOT 2010.
Anyways, I attempt to explain, he calls our station/the mayor communist, says the taxes are our fault (don't know how that one works) I continue to explain - I'm an intern. I don't know if the guy who wrote the story is crazy/didn't get told where the future money is not being saved/etc. He is not pleased, but okay to hang up because he now knows that I am an intern and therefore, stupid.
I cracked up more than any other call ever after he hung up. I almost started laughing mid-call.
Ciao. Tara
Best moments:
-Crazy "where [producer/anchor] at guy called again. I sense the beginning of a beautiful friendship, where he is drunk/high/crazy and I am totally amused/slightly annoyed.
-dispatch offices that know LESS about an accident than we do (thanks random tip guy, you are quicker than they are!)
-Best phone call of the night: our mayor wants to raise taxes. Always a big deal, and duh - who would like that? Certainly not anyone WHO GETS TAXED. Anyways, the story included comments from angry people, and the following fact: the $_____ shortfall is EXPECTED in 2010. EXPECTED. Meaning it's a guess. We don't KNOW where that will come from EXACTLY. So this guy calls me. Ticked off, of course. Blames the media and says we're worthless because we didn't report where that shortfall is coming from.
Dude. We don't know. Last I checked it was NOT 2010.
Anyways, I attempt to explain, he calls our station/the mayor communist, says the taxes are our fault (don't know how that one works) I continue to explain - I'm an intern. I don't know if the guy who wrote the story is crazy/didn't get told where the future money is not being saved/etc. He is not pleased, but okay to hang up because he now knows that I am an intern and therefore, stupid.
I cracked up more than any other call ever after he hung up. I almost started laughing mid-call.
Ciao. Tara
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Friday, June 19th/Saturday, June 20th...oh and some Wednesday, June 17th
Well, okay. It's been a bit since I've posted. But hey, I've been busy! I added a third job to my never-ending pile of jobs, yet still get paid practically nothing (how does this happen? hm.) Anyways, I am covering for another intern today so that she can go to a family thing, and in return, I get my birthday off. Schweet.
Anyways...yesterday was pretty uh, dull, I guess. I went to a sports event to do a story on underage drinking, and thensnuck out left an hour-ish early to see my brother play in a jazz concert.
Today I have done a whole....NOTHING! Well, not nothing. I've taken like 325690875 phone calls, and a few have been decent tips, like the guy whose apartment roof caved in and now he lives in a tent with his wife, baby, and toddler because the landlord won't let him live in another unit while the damage gets fixed. A tent? Woah.
OH! Also, on Wednesday, I got to do to an apartment fire (woohoo!) and saw a baseball team sign stuff for dying kids at a hospital. Awww.
Finally, our weekend news anchor/the reporter who says things like "yuppers" FINALLY got a hair cut. Thank you so much [reporter/anchor dude] because I wanted to attack your floppy bangs with the scissors back here at the intern desk every time you walked by. You saved yourself.
Interesting/Funny things:
-people endlessly making faces/waving to the camera. DON'T DO THAT. WE HATE THAT. YOU LOOK STUPID DOING THAT WHEN THE REPORTER IS LIVE ON TV. YOU ARE NOT COOL. I feel better now.
-A lady calling me, asking for [anchor]...it's the weekend, she's not here. "Oh, is [sports guy] there? He was, but by this time, I realized her "tip" was just a random strange rambling. I said no. She proceeded to tel me to tell [Sports guy] that her message was that she loved him and that he did a "fine job."
-Guy called me, asked for the phone number for our investigative team. Gave it to him and he rambled to me for a bit about how his friends think he could be a comedian, and that he was a construction worker and had I heard of that job before? Yeah? Oh, and all of this was in a very airy, short voice that paused after every weird-sounding word. I was laughing hysterically during this call.
-Remember the guy I mentioned earlier in this blog, asking for our anchors, and then hanging up on me? He's back! Today he called, asked for one of the executive producers, who wasn't here, then for another producer, who wasn't there. Asked if she was in tomorrow, I said I didn't know, and he hung up.
-ANOTHER crazy lady! She asked for our anchor, and then blah-blah-blahed for a bit, then I pretended to not know what time the anchor came in tomorrow, saying I don't work even though I do, and she went on to congratulate me on getting a day off (oh, thanks crazy chick!)
-Got a call about an URGENT story: raccoons stuck in a tree! The lady said, "they're going to starve up there, they've been there a week!" Lady, they're RACCOONS. They probably come down at night, go through your trash can, and then go back up. They have decided to LIVE THERE. Call the Humane Society.
-I TOTALLY lied to some guy...he asked me if it was going to rain tonight. I said no. Guess what? It's raining right now! Oops. Hey, I'm no meteorologist! She's conveniently not in when these crazies call.
-the meteorologist is back, and as i walked past her "office area" I caught a sound bite from her tv...she's watching TLC :)
-there is a lady who has seriously called twice within the last 20 minutes for our weekend anchor. He's here, and she's crazy. My job is to keep them apart. So, to her, he's NOT here. Yet she keeps calling. I will pretend that he is gone until the moment he comes on camera if necessary. Because that's my job. YEAH.
-THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID JOKES IN THE NEWSROOM!! I do belong here, I do!!!
-I just received a phone call from a man who, very seriously, asked me if the meteorologist who was on tonight was a female. Not a woman, a female. Then when I said her name, he totally butchered it and was pleased. It was wonderful.
That's all for now.
-Tara
Anyways...yesterday was pretty uh, dull, I guess. I went to a sports event to do a story on underage drinking, and then
Today I have done a whole....NOTHING! Well, not nothing. I've taken like 325690875 phone calls, and a few have been decent tips, like the guy whose apartment roof caved in and now he lives in a tent with his wife, baby, and toddler because the landlord won't let him live in another unit while the damage gets fixed. A tent? Woah.
OH! Also, on Wednesday, I got to do to an apartment fire (woohoo!) and saw a baseball team sign stuff for dying kids at a hospital. Awww.
Finally, our weekend news anchor/the reporter who says things like "yuppers" FINALLY got a hair cut. Thank you so much [reporter/anchor dude] because I wanted to attack your floppy bangs with the scissors back here at the intern desk every time you walked by. You saved yourself.
Interesting/Funny things:
-people endlessly making faces/waving to the camera. DON'T DO THAT. WE HATE THAT. YOU LOOK STUPID DOING THAT WHEN THE REPORTER IS LIVE ON TV. YOU ARE NOT COOL. I feel better now.
-A lady calling me, asking for [anchor]...it's the weekend, she's not here. "Oh, is [sports guy] there? He was, but by this time, I realized her "tip" was just a random strange rambling. I said no. She proceeded to tel me to tell [Sports guy] that her message was that she loved him and that he did a "fine job."
-Guy called me, asked for the phone number for our investigative team. Gave it to him and he rambled to me for a bit about how his friends think he could be a comedian, and that he was a construction worker and had I heard of that job before? Yeah? Oh, and all of this was in a very airy, short voice that paused after every weird-sounding word. I was laughing hysterically during this call.
-Remember the guy I mentioned earlier in this blog, asking for our anchors, and then hanging up on me? He's back! Today he called, asked for one of the executive producers, who wasn't here, then for another producer, who wasn't there. Asked if she was in tomorrow, I said I didn't know, and he hung up.
-ANOTHER crazy lady! She asked for our anchor, and then blah-blah-blahed for a bit, then I pretended to not know what time the anchor came in tomorrow, saying I don't work even though I do, and she went on to congratulate me on getting a day off (oh, thanks crazy chick!)
-Got a call about an URGENT story: raccoons stuck in a tree! The lady said, "they're going to starve up there, they've been there a week!" Lady, they're RACCOONS. They probably come down at night, go through your trash can, and then go back up. They have decided to LIVE THERE. Call the Humane Society.
-I TOTALLY lied to some guy...he asked me if it was going to rain tonight. I said no. Guess what? It's raining right now! Oops. Hey, I'm no meteorologist! She's conveniently not in when these crazies call.
-the meteorologist is back, and as i walked past her "office area" I caught a sound bite from her tv...she's watching TLC :)
-there is a lady who has seriously called twice within the last 20 minutes for our weekend anchor. He's here, and she's crazy. My job is to keep them apart. So, to her, he's NOT here. Yet she keeps calling. I will pretend that he is gone until the moment he comes on camera if necessary. Because that's my job. YEAH.
-THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID JOKES IN THE NEWSROOM!! I do belong here, I do!!!
-I just received a phone call from a man who, very seriously, asked me if the meteorologist who was on tonight was a female. Not a woman, a female. Then when I said her name, he totally butchered it and was pleased. It was wonderful.
That's all for now.
-Tara
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