When you work in the newspaper business, election night is a roller coaster ride. It starts with the excitement and anticipation of a big night, with everyone hanging out (and usually eating pizza). Then there's the anxiety and impatience as you wait for results. And finally there's the adrenaline rush as stories fly and updates come in and controlled chaos ensues -- particularly when you live in a state with a race that's still too close to call at 2 a.m.
And at the end, you feel like you just got hit by a semi.
You gotta love it.
(That would be common sense)
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3 comments:
love it my butt. at 1:30 a.m. i was calling in an order for the pio. that's how great my election night went. yikes.
i love election night. granted, i work in sports so i just have front row seats for a copy desk experiencing what we see every football friday, except with pizza. and the fact that the results actually matter.
remember those kickass afterbar ping pong matches? election night used to be such debauchery. i miss you and the other boyz.
Only on too-close-to-call election nights do I ever miss working at a newspaper.
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