He'd look great with a black eye!

If I didn't need to keep my job I probably would have punched one of my co-workers in the face.

For some reason it was just one of those days, everything was being filed late and edit suites were at a premium. One certain B-List National reporter needs to learn that none of us want to edit with him, that's why he gets stuck with the new guys. That's why his edits are taking longer, oh yeah and because he doesn't give us a script until the last minute.

But tell me how quickly you would be able to edit after being thrown in halfway through, on a new system with someone breathing down your neck, huffing and puffing, pacing the back of the room, slamming tapes into the decks and not really giving you a script, then leaving the room when you're attempting to cover the story but not telling you who any of these people are.

Yep he's lucky that I need money to pay my rent and go to New York otherwise he'd be sporting a black eye right about now.......although I'm pretty sure my other co-workers would have appreciated it!

On the bright side, he missed his slot.

Normally this is something I would be disappointed in myself for, but frankly I did the best I could with what I had and I was pretty happy that he missed his timeslot.

Hopefully some wrist slapping will come his way!