Hey, busy, yeah, editing by day, writing by night. About the day job: This week I'm editing a couple of things, including a lengthy piece about a product from a big pharma company, for the treatment of...erectile dysfunction. Now, you know about those products, you have to get pretty specific when you're writing patient information about them.
Anyway, the writer of the piece, a pretty 24-year-old woman who could easily be my daughter and who sits right next to me, is the source I have to use for fact-checking. So here's this 57-year-old male editor, doing his fact-checking and editorial review with a 24-year-old *child*, fer chrissake, about a piece she wrote about erectile dysfunction.
She's playing is perfectly straight. 'Looks me right in the eye, tells me all about it, and doesn't even crack a smile. She's telling me about the role of the prostate, blood pressure, the whole works. I don't know what they make kids out of these days, but it's some very cool-running stuff. I want to tell her that she could cure erectile dysfunction just by walking into a room, but I'm on good behavior.
The other resident of the editorial office is a 54-year-old woman who has by this time bitten her lip almost through, she's grabbing tissues at a rate of about four per minute, probably to stem the flow of blood, but she has her back to us so we don't see her face.
Anyway, the 24-year-old gets up and goes to the lady's room (I think she pees standing up -- she gets back to her desk awfully damned fast) and, once she's out of earshot, the 54-year-old woman editor and I let it out, we're howling like a couple of idiots, and I actually slide off my chair and wind up on my hands and knees laughing like a freakin' lunatic. We don't say a word because we have to pull ourselves together before the young lady gets back. 'Can't let 'em see you sweat, ya' know.
Sigh... That's what I've been doing. I gotta tell ya', Sam, the ad biz is loaded with some of the best-looking women you've ever seen. They've taken over the business. And it makes getting up to go to work every day just a little bit brighter.
You should talk to Dobie Dave about that. He's leveraged owning paid-up machines into a strong, niche angle on business. Seriously.
'Sounds like a good life. May it continue.
-- Ed Huntress