Another time, the Whiteville basketball game ended four minutes after my deadline. I called the paper and dictated the main part of the story. I hung up, talked to the coaches, called the paper back and dictated the quotes for the proper spots. It ticked off the people at the office -- they wanted me to write on the computer and send it in -- and I missed my copy deadline, but we got the paper off the floor on time. They got over it.
I once wrote a story on a yellow pad while the movie "Rudy" flickered on a bus's monitor screen; it was the only source of light. I called the newspaper and dictated my story. Years before that, I was run over on the sideline of a Clemson-North Carolina football game — the famed William "Refrigerator" Perry was one of the culprits. Another time, I covered a minor-league soccer match as rain poured and lightning flashed just off the coast of Charleston, S.C. The Battery won 2-0 in an electrically-charged game.
It's always something.
Disappointment: I was so excited recently when I got an email saying that this company would like me to apply for an opening as a copy editor. I did so and learned, to my chagrin, that they're instead looking for people looking to further their career. As a "copy editor," I might be trying to sign people to college positions. I hate liars or scam artists.
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