I go to the toaster and unwrap a bagel I’ve been saving at my desk, procured at first chance at least half an hour before the sales meeting even started.
Co-worker: “Hey, you stole my bagel!”
Heather: “No, this is mine! I grabbed it when Dave got here with them!”
Co-worker: “I wrapped mine with a paper towel! I’m checking the fridge! Oh, here’s mine. Sorry.”
Heather: “I told you!”
We regress to our animalistic instincts when food is involved. I write my name in big block letters on every jar of mayonnaise I bring in, and keep other food in my desk, lest anyone get the wrong idea. Others wrap snacks in paper towels or plastic wrap, and hide it in the furthest recesses of the fridge. When it comes to snacks, you must protect what you have! Give me my bagel! Hands off my peanut butter!
Stumptown Coffee supplies the beans for our neighborhood coffee shop, Voxx Coffee on Eastlake. Mark can never stop raving about Stumptown, mostly because it’s based in his hometown of Portland (plus their roasts are superb). Stumptown is apparently taking its java to the Big Apple and causing a stir in the meantime.
After my previous blog post, I only thought it fair to include some movie titles so you can see for yourselves how fun it is to watch journalists take down the bad guys (or get taken down by the good guys).
1. “All The President’s Men” – Classic film about Carl Bernstein and Bill Woodward, the journalists who broke the Watergate story. This movie probably spawned the journalists of today. Everyone’s looking for their big source who will give them the big story.
2. “Shattered Glass” – A recent film based on the true story of a journalist at The New Yorker, who started fabricating sources. Never a good thing.
3. “Never Been Kissed” – Yeah yeah, I know, hardly a real journalism movie. But Drew plays a copy editor, so she’s close to my heart.
Feel free to submit more!
But fear not, Mariners. We'll still be there in full support, but probably in the $7 center field seats. Hey, we've got to trim the fat too! At least we're still showing up. You guys better do the same. We have a deal.
I hate to be dramatic (well, who am I kidding? I love it!), but today is one of those days. Only I’m not at home on my couch. But I plan on being there soon.
I hope that when I’m in my 40s and 50s, I’m half as active as these guys.