Thursday, February 21, 2008
Just a Phone Call Away
I gotta say, I love my friends.So, I've been working the night metro cops shift all week. As the nature of the shift, you get a hodge podge of stories to cover. Well, yesterday, I was following the Canadian court case of a Brown University hockey player accused of child pornography. I wanted to include some of the player's stats -- I figured it was relevant -- but I'm a sports dud. I don't know how to read statistics, I don't understand the abbreviations, nothing.
First, I asked the Metro editor. He didn't know.
He went to go ask the sports guys. But time was ticking and I had an assignment at 5 p.m. (it was like, 4:30).
I needed answers now.
I pull out my phone and dial Darren, a fellow Ten95er. I have no clue what he was doing, but when I asked him if he could help me with a hockey question, he obliged. Explained the random letters and what they meant and did it without making me feel stupid. I was able to file my story and rush over to my assignment without being too, too late.
So, here's to Darren, and friends like him: always there when you need them on deadline.
*Cheers*
Labels: Job survival, musings, shoutouts, sports
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hooray for night metro desk cop reporters!
keep smiling...keep shining....knowing you can always count on me....for sure....that's what friends are forrrrrrrrrrr!
It's great to have folks to turn to for advice and help in this industry, that much is certain.
Darren is the man!