Teacher: So, we need you to write an editorial by tomorrow. *
Me: On the Big Three?
Teacher: Yes.
Me: By tomorrow
Teacher: Um, yeah. Because we're not going to do Cass's editorial on Prop 8 until next issue, so...
Me: Okay.
Teacher: Cool.
Me: *inner synapses combusting* Um, how shall I go about this?
Teacher: I was thinking discussing where the industry was going, why it is where it is. Why this is important. You know -- the 'end of the American automobile as we know it.' You think you can do that?
Me: ...
excuse me while I go curl up in a corner and die.
*Not a word-for-word account
AND THEN, LIKE A SWARM OF LOCUS, I AM HOUNDED TO EDIT PAPERS. AND LISTEN TO STORIES . WHICH REALLY ISN'T A BAD THING BUT AHHHHHHHHH IS THIS TRULY WHAT I SIGNED UP FOR WHEN I BECAME THE OPINIONS EDITOR?DRR
sTUPID QUESTION. Of course it was.
*facepalm*
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to try writing my editorial. It's very distracting. I'm beginning to hate the internet.