The worst typo I ever made was that my editor, when I had an article about cave diving, she titled it “Irvington hole explorers”. And I didn’t know until I looked at the Master PDF, and when I opened it, I was freaking out, so texted her in a frenzy, and she finally changed it.

The ratio of work compared to yapping in the workroom is one to negative third to the power of five.

One of the weirdest excuses someone has given me for missing a deadline is that their house flooded in California – in the middle of the day.

My most embarrassing article was when I had to do an article on reviewing the bathrooms of Irvington. So I had to interview people about their experience in the bathrooms. I got a lot of TMI from that, and personally, would not recommend it.

So I’m a big back and I’m also broke, so free snacks are always the answer. I definitely joined this class for the snacks. 

I hate next year’s broadcast editor. She’s so annoying icltspmo

When an interview is boring I start looking past their shoulder as I’m interviewing them, and I start thinking about, “Oh, am I gonna eat for lunch? Who is the person walking by in the background?”

Since this is anonymous, I’m actually the one who held Jeff hostage for the past few months. His parents still haven’t paid the ransom and I don’t think they want him back which is low key awkward…