Reporter's final column

We are in a whiny little profession. Just more proof.

Our boy needs three weeks of work in a steel mill.

 

I loved it. Thanks for sharing, Inky.

 

I had a friend who wrote a similar farewell column years back and snuck it in the Gen. X section she edited that no one bothered to read.

They sure read that one the next day. They weren't too happy to see one of their reporters, albeit a leaving one, refer to reporters as "sycophants with a pen."

 

Two clues, one visual (the employee entrance) and the other in his writing, makes me believe I once worked for his former employer.

 

I thought this was brilliant:

"Journalism is one of those fields you enter when you think you can make the world a better place and leave when you realize you can make your own world better simply by getting a different job."

 

I too, am bad at math and can't work with my hands.

 

I thoughtthis was hilarious.

If we can't laugh at ourselves and our readers, who can we laugh at?

 

Pretty witty guy. He's on point about a lotta stuff but it lightened my day.

 

solid. damn solid.

 

That was fucking great.

And anyone who, at least silently, didn't agree with 90 percent of his acerbic assertions... I had better not finish that thought.

 

Taking other people's garbage cans is like when the office has 12 identical chairs and everyone keeps trading around the one that's irretrievably stuck in the most uncomfortable body-contorting position possible. This perpetual cycle where the guy with the bad chair notices it and simply trades with whoever isn't in the office that day.

 

How are you at kickboxing?