For you non-newspaper types, that means your editor gives you a
Wistfully, I remembered my days as a reporter, the rush of seeing my bylines, of scooping the competition...and just as suddenly remembered the frustration of difficult sources, the typos I wish I would have caught on the 345th read through, the
Today, as I watched him scurry about, being ignored and declined by patrons, I couldn't help but smile with relief.
Gah, I'm glad I'm not in the newsroom any more. Suckers.