Dialing in From the Hill

You know when there is something that makes you angry but you have become so accustomed to it that you don’t even bring it up in conversation anymore? And then someone gets you started and you get ALL FIRED UP and you remember why you were irritated in the first place?

My friend was telling me about his not-that-new-anymore-job doing some sort of reporting on the hill. At least in some respects he has the kind of reporting job you envision for yourself when you are in college studying journalism. He has attended press conferences and asked questions to senators or congressmen or whomever. The only point to be made here is that his job is at least quality enough that it gives him access to fairly high-ranking people.

And then he goes back to his office to work on his computer. That is running on Windows 98. And uses dial-up internet. And has a five inch floppy drive. This still makes me snicker to think about. Practically to the point of tears. He can barely open up .pdfs! Seriously, I know you don’t know him, but if I ever introduce you to a friend and say he works in DC, you should immediately ask him about dial-up internet in the workplace and be prepared for rib-hurting laughter.