Radiogurl a la Carte

Monday, Dec. 13, 2004
Danger Will Robinson

WARNING! Full rant mode ahead. Read at your own risk!

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Okay, it's official. I'm going to kill Boss. The only question is whether I do it by leaving him to his own devices while he walks off the nearest cliff, or if I let the community as a whole beat him to death with his own stupidity. Granted, I would rather throttle him today, but the other options also have their appeal. There's just something about poetic justice.

I don't have a city council meeting tonight, so have a night more or less off. I still have to produce the morning newscast, which is just as well. We have more stuff for in the morning than we'll have time to air it. Far, FAR more, in fact.

This has been a day of sheer insanity. I had a murder report, a couple of minor stories of local doings, some public service announcements, and we broke another major news story prematurely. Our information was partly correct on the premature story, but by leaking it early it may have cost the community 350 jobs and $10 million a year. For a community the size of ours, that's an astronomical sum.

Boss decided to report this on his own this morning. It wasn't my report and came from one source, plus uninformed public comment that surrounded rumor.

Um, hell-LO? That does NOT constitute news, Boss, hate to tell you.

It is a valid news story. Something with that kind of potential impact is huge news, in fact. And I know that the big news boys would gleefully throw it out there to the public without caring whose potential livelihoods they bulldozed in the process.

It's times like these I'm glad I'm not the big boys, though not sure what difference it makes in this instance. I spent the day fielding calls from people who have worked their collective asses off to try and make this a go. They gain nothing from it except a stronger community, but Boss is all about putting out there whatever cockamamie excuse for rumor he can dredge up. Needless to say, a lot of people were up in arms over the fact that in a single moment of careless slams, Boss may have undone something with repercussions for generations to come.

It was left to me to help orchestrate damage control. I got a call from the executive director of the Chamber of Commerce, the president of the Industrial Development Authority, the college dean, and several other high-profile personalities from the area. Mind you, they know who's responsible. The college dean asked me if I could send Boss to his room and lock the door. That ought to give you an idea.

If something is a legitimate news story, it's timely, and it needs to be told, I'll do it, whether or not it's popular and whether or not local dignitaries like it. But in this case the situation was still too nebulous, and too fragile, to take it public. The timely part is as important as the legitimate news story part. And it's supposed to be my job to make that kind of editorial decisions. It's bad business to publicize something just because you can. Right up there on par with the Jurassic Park scenario...

Every time Boss usurps that, it turns out bad - either the story is out-and-out wrong, or as in this case, it's harmful for him to throw it out there pell-mell.

Boss is also growing progressively more demanding of my time and looks for any excuse to nitpick. It's not time for me to go yet, but when the time is right, I'll be able to walk away without looking back. In the interim I simply have to find a way to survive. I can't leave before I have a vehicle and at the moment a vehicle is far beyond the farthest stretch of my finances.

00 and I spent the day doing our best to avoid him because he full-tilt set on driving us nuts.

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The day wasn't a total loss. I got the comforter set I ordered and absolutely LOVE it! It was missing the bed skirt, so I had to call customer service, but they were kosher, are sending it out, and I'm a happy camper. I like the comforter even better on my bed than in the catalogue. (The link is to the set I ordered. I don't know if I mentioned or not but I collect things with grapes on them - and while this is a bit more than I normally would go, I figured it's fun and when I get tired of it I'll make a duvet. I didn't realize that the comforter itself is reversable to the diamond/trellis print.) Not only do I love the colors, but they coordinate perfectly with the pale gold sheets I already had. I was hoping they wouldn't clash. I didn't expect them to match! There are flecks of gold running through the comforter. On top of that, I was honestly expecting cheap quality, at that price, and it is surprisingly nice. I can now return the blanket I borrowed.

My granddaughter was here when I got home and she greeted me with a huge hug and kiss as soon as I walked through the door. You can't beat that for a welcome home!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )