For those who work or have worked in a media house will understand the profile of a news room from the editors' desks to reporters cubicle. The madness usually starts from 5pm when everyone is hustling to turn in his/her stories, the hustle isn't my problem, its the kind of conversations that goes on that baffles me.
Before I go into some details of the real madness in form of obscure remarks and discussions, I'll like to begin with the fact that in a newsroom there are no male or female, we are all *men*, I can't mention names but in one instance in an effort to make the environment lively, the discussion was on being bald, non coherent comments from the supposedly elders left me looking like this
and they were actually having fun I can't even begin to explain the trauma I experienced as I listened in anguish to an open conversation gabby Douglas' the gold medal American gymnast seriously debating about the young girl's appeal, in response I whispered are you more attractive more attractive, emphasis on "whisper" (wouldn't want to loose my job). I usually like the madness especially if I get to say my mind sarcastically of cause *evil grin*, this is just to tell you what I have to endure on a daily basis.
The one that pained me the most is when 15mins was dedicated to "tassying" I couldn't vent my anger, all I did was grin from ear to ear while in my head I've stabbed everyone involved which in turn made my grin wider, and that's how I deal with the news room.
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