A Conversation In A Car That I Found Correctly Offputting

Posted: May 14, 2015 in Uncategorized

Inside the newsroom, people are feverishly answering phones, researching, making follow-up calls, translating events into words, then taking those words and putting them to a pretty face, a distinct, loquacious voice. Their work is the hardest, their hours the longest, but they have no make-up artist. They file out of “the foxhole” with five o’clock shadows, bags under eyes, in desperate need of coffee, alcohol, cigarettes, whatever. They say they work for the television station and are met with bright eyes until they find out that they’re not going to recognize them from the 6 o’clock news. The disappointing look is killer and calls for another cigarette. Or it leads to a line of questioning about people with nice hair and tanned skin and one has to make a decision about telling the truth and getting the disappointed look again, or lying about the worst people that they work with. And then they go home, they put their feet up, and they fall asleep on the couch to the 11 o’clock news.

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