Anchor rushes in to the studio barely 30 seconds before we go live.
Frantic miking up.
She: Ok I have just had a major nose bleed attack. I must have bled gallons.
Me: Ewwww.
(Imagining blood spewing out Kill Bill style, all over camera lens and onto television viewers the world over)
Errr... And it can happen again?? On air, I mean ???
She: Dont Worry.
Smiles.
Five Four Three Two One.
Tips Head Back.
Headlines.
Me: (Screaming out to shaking semi-new production sidey) YOU. Tissue papers. As many as you can find. Where from? Thats your problem!
She scrams.
This job is such a power trip sometimes. Sigh.
1 comment:
smooth transition...from the sidey to the power wielder!!!do we only hate the more powerful one...is'nt there a bit of the fiend in all of us???...the wit is applaudable
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