Jul 26, 2008 11:04
For three hours I have been listening to the fifteen assorted police scanners on my desk.
For twenty minutes, three cops have been arguing about whether so and so stole a hand saw, or just borrowed it.
Kelly Franson and I had a moment. She gets me.
It's eleven-o-five... I will be here until at least six-thirty. I will be all alone in the office until at least two-o-clock. I have one photographer.
While none of you relate to this dilemma, I felt like sharing.
So take this information. Use it.
And never, NEVER get a degree in English.
Oh. And I live in Charlotte now.
And I work in television and not radio.
And those voices? They're all scanners. All the time. All the time.
Yes.
Oh my god, I think it's alive.