The Revolution Will Not be Televised…

Posted by on Aug 31, 2004 in Blog | One Comment

Christ it’s 3:53 am I just woke up after a panic attack/nightmare about the newspaper. Essentially, I dreamt that Jen (Ed-in-Chief) and I had been working all summer (which is true) on the new design (also true) and the new staff came in for trainning week and they were all brilliant (they should be, right? I hired them). The staff seems smart enough in my dream, in real-life there is a sizeable amount of returning newsies but we also hired a lot of fresh meat for the news desks and I completely stck my neck out for a few kids who I felt deserved a chance. In the dream all of the returning and experienced staff is gone and I find myself explaining to Kira, Tony and Megan that they are now the ENTIRE news desk. Truly, in real life I believe in these kids, but in the dream they aren’t like the real people, they’re terrible and vaguely FOX new-ish.


The whole thing is very surreal and I’m dressed like the boss from Office Space with that fucking annoying coffee mug and smug sing-song voice. We hit budget meeting on Sunday and the stories are miserable, Jen and I spend the night re-writing, barely finishing the paper just in time. The next morning the streets are littered with copies of the redesign Emerald and students are screaming “I won’t read this crap! It’s Different!” (this is TRULY my worst horror considering how hard we fought to bring this paper up to date) and Melissa the Ad Dept crazy control freak is just cackling with laughter at our failure.


How Freudian, and how intense – now I’m having journalism and re-design nightmares, what next?

1 Comment

  1. Anonymous
    September 2, 2004

    While I don’t have a job nearly as important as yours, I find myself dreaming about work as well. It’s horrible. Even when I’m sleeping I don’t have a break from the monotony that is my life.

    Jo