Reading charlie's journal

So it's about 10 am this morning, and I'm delivering the student newspaper at at my small liberal arts college (about 1300 students strong this year).

I'm the associate editor and as such I layed out page 3 last night, and I wrote the editor's column for this week. All the editorial staff take turns writing this column. I've written it twice before. The column has my picture and name on it.

So I deliver a stack of newspapers to the mailroom, and the girl working there must be new. She doesn't know what to do with the twenty some off-campus subscriptions we've been mailing out all year. No problem, I tell her the name of a friend of mine who works in the mailroom and leave a note asking if she could please do it. I go to check my mail.

As I'm leaving, the girl says to her co-worker, "Yeah, some guy just came in here and wanted to mail these papers."

It's nice to know I'm still just "some guy" on my small college campus, even though I have my picture right next to my by-line this week.

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This post was edited by charlie on Jan 28, 2005.