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Thursday, 18 October 2001 | Cutting room floor
At 4:30 this afternoon a local TV crew filmed my office, interviewing people about a September 11th-related charity bonus and taking shots of people sitting at their desks shuffling papers and sitting behind rectangular pieces of oak, moving around mice and pecking at keyboards, or whatever office people do in their individual scooped out spaces. At one point the camera was set up directly in front of my cubicle, at which time I was talking on the phone to Todd about an assignment while the other line was ringing and Steve was begging me to urgently print something out that couldn't be printed. I tried to sit so that my monitor was safely positioned between my head and the TV camera, trying to listen to Todd and Steve and mouth an explanation and perform one-handed charades, but I'm not sure I was entirely successful. The news comes on in 10 minutes; I plan to watch and find out whether I was effectively covert and made it to the cutting room floor. |
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