So I'm starting to get stuff piled on me, which is cool. At least I'm keeping busy. But then today I get handed an obit to write. Only obit I ever wrote was in Ted's class way back when with the whale-stuffing animal lover. Calling the widow was a bit daunting.
But then I skipped out of the newsroom early to hit the observatory at York and T and T Supermarket.
Oh, and another intern started this week and I've already pawned off work to him. I'm no longer the bottom feeder. The coup has begun! Vive le revolucion! Or some such propagandistic rhetoric.
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