On Youth
My first week at the paper has been sadly uneventful, despite my best efforts to make it otherwise.
The most absurd experiences I've had in this newsroom usually happen when I ask people where they graduated from -- or more importantly, when. The people in this newsroom are my age, and that terrifies me.
Beth graduated from Northwestern in 2001.
More than a handful of people here refrain from wearing tapered leg pants (note: a Google search for "ugly tapered leg pants" had no results).
The arts reporter is legitimately cool, not overgrown and creepy.
People get excited about the Ben Folds picture on my desk, because they know he is amazing.
Joe is a 2004 graduate from Florida State. He's old MIPA buddies with Steve Eder. That means he's pretty much my age. With a real job.
The most absurd experiences I've had in this newsroom usually happen when I ask people where they graduated from -- or more importantly, when. The people in this newsroom are my age, and that terrifies me.
Beth graduated from Northwestern in 2001.
More than a handful of people here refrain from wearing tapered leg pants (note: a Google search for "ugly tapered leg pants" had no results).
The arts reporter is legitimately cool, not overgrown and creepy.
People get excited about the Ben Folds picture on my desk, because they know he is amazing.
Joe is a 2004 graduate from Florida State. He's old MIPA buddies with Steve Eder. That means he's pretty much my age. With a real job.
posted by Shannon @ 1:29 PM
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