The girl who does our news promotions videos, heretoafter referred to as Promotions Chick, has her office in a space, little more than an alcove, off the hallway leading to my second door. (My expansive office, now known as the Breezeway, offers quite the contrast.)
Promotions Chick has been working twelve-hour days to get out spots for sweeps stories, and when she’s finished she exports them to mpeg and sends them to me too. Today, suddenly, promo videos started filling my inbox.
Me (calling down the hall): I’ve got promos out the wazoo in here!
Promotions Chick: Eww, gross.
Promotions Chick: That can’t be comfortable.
Me: I do what I can.