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 then snuck 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

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Sunday, June 14th

I'm only 3.5 hours into my shift today, but it has already been an EPIC day. Why, you ask? Well, I did another interview...this one flying by the seat of my pants (although it was a cancer camp..pretty straightforward) and then, when I returned to the station, the producer asked me to WRITE THE STORY! Sure, it was only a 35 second VO/SOT (Voice Over with Sound on Tape...basically a short story read by the anchor with video over the anchor's voice, and a quick interview with someone) but still...my words will be read ON CAMERA in a REAL news cast! So...I quickly learned how to find a clip of video on a linear editing system (not with a computer...old school.) and threw it together in about an hour. If they don't use it I'll be ticked.

However, my producer said the following: "It looks great, can't think of anything to change, it's really clean and written tight (aka he asked for about 35 seconds and I gave him 35 seconds, haha)...I wish I had known that you were a great writer earlier, I could have been using you all this time".

However, the craziest moment of the evening came during the 10pm newscast. Let me set the scene. We did an interview with an abortion doctor. Now, I'm not for abortion. However, I watched the story, and it was very fair. The doctor is hoping to take over for a well-known third-trimester abortion doctor, and that is illegal in NE. So it's big news, and very controversial. I watched our interview with him, and it was as unbiased as you can get when you're talking to a crazy abortion doctor. No abortion glorification from our station. The reporter made sure of that. So I get a call from a guy who is MAD. He is cussing me out, calling us everything disgusting ever. I say, as I was trained, "I'm sorry that you feel that way about the story sir..." and prepare to say "but we are just reporting on a topic that is of interest to the community" when he says, "Oh...I bet you've had a few, huh?" I say excuse me (duh) and continue to sit their, both baffled and humored, as he cusses me out. Then he hangs up because I wasn't ticking him off enough...because I wasn't defending abortion. Haha. Then I joked with some reporters about how I should have said, "Oh yeah, I get abortions every week! I go out on Friday, get pregnant, get an abortion, and go to work, woo!" Haha. It was funnier in real life :)

Peace Out. Tara.