Phone death
Every try to get video of a kid in the care of a government entity?
Don't even bother.
I spent all day "sweeping" up southeast of town.
Three long involved interviews.

That's a tape an interview. Plus b-roll... 4 tapes in one afternoon. Don't forget two camera batteries and a 9V for my mic and it's was quite a day.
I avoided the "wheel of death" (prompter) and "hell" (the assignment desk), so I have no complaints. We left the station at 8:30 this morning and didn't return until 6 pm. I enjoy days like this. The less time I spend in that bright yellow room the better.
No matter how much I enjoyed getting out of the newsroom, this day had it's own set of challenges. Mainly for my reporter.

That's how I saw her most of the day. When we weren't doing an interview, she was on the phone. We need video of a kid. He or she may or may not be in government care. The hospital would let us in if we get consent. The parent is out of the picture. She calls one place, they never heard of the case. She calls some other place, they can't confirm nor deny that they have the kid. ARRRRRGH!
No one could give her an answer. No one could get us video. We needed consent. No one could give us consent. Really, really irritating.
Eight long hours of shooting and calling, we give up for the day.
We finally head out of town,

and here she was,

still on the phone.
That's why I'm not a reporter.
















