Sometimes I worry that my job as a journalist is not only to convey information to the public, but to make the people that I talk with sound like intelligent human beings.
Even when everything they’ve said to me is in obvious contradiction to that.
Bad journalist etiquette
Not that I’m exactly a pro or anything yet, but it’s in bad journalistic form to ask to interview someone who passed away three years ago … whoops.
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The forces of evil are against me …
Which is obviously the reason that though I get most FM channels on my little alarm clock radio, I don’t get NPR.
I woke up to freakin’ “I Will Survive (hey, hey),” while the rest of the world heard that Steve Jobs resigned from Apple.
Though that particular tune might be applicable to the current mindset of journalists everywhere, I feel that actually hearing news upon waking from my slumber would be far more journalistic.
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Renewing my vow
About two years ago I promised myself that I would never again buy chapstick.
After acquiring another six free sticks of SPF-ed lip balm thanks to Boulder’s annual Bike to Work Day (my favorite holiday), I hereby renew that promise:
I, Courtney Holden, aspiring professional journalista, hereby promise, once again to, from hereafter, never
again purchase a product that coats my lips.
/s/ Courtney Holden
(I’d sign here, but I can’t figure out how to change my font to something in cursive.: