One of the great things about working at the Sun-Times: not many meetings.
Well, I'm sure somebody has meetings. I glimpse them through doorways as I'm hurrying out of the building.
Occasionally I get sucked into a meeting, like one a few weeks ago explaining the importance of doing what I've done for years -- use social media, post to Facebook, Tweet stuff. We were reminded once again that we are no longer newspaper reporters, but "digital storytellers." I gazed at the phrase mournfully. They've been repeating that for years. What does it even mean? Digital storytellers. It has a whiff of kindergarten, of a robotic Mr. Rogers with a lightbulb nose and an LED red cardigan tinnily reading The Little Engine That Could to an audience of mechanical puppets. Is that our job now?
I was forming a comment along those lines, when I thought better. Shutting up is an art form. But I felt the need to say something, for the reason most people speak at meetings -- to hear myself talk.
"Do you think we could get some guidelines for Twitter?" I asked, reminding my boss that Twitter is a minefield we're expected to skip across several times a day.
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