I’m Christy turner and I’m going to list five reasons why being a journalist sucks.
Reason one: You have to get up 5am where I work
On my first day back to work things did not go smoothly like they should do.
First of all I slept through my useless alarm clock and was three hours late, not exactly how a person would like to begin their day. I mean unless they really hate their job. Which I do actually. Hm guess my day started better than I thought. Well anyway the rest of my morning consisted of me constantly going fuck,fuck,fuck, wondering why my period had to treat me like a bitch today and accidently swapping my toothpaste for a chocolate chip cookie in my rush before I finally bundled into a taxi half dressed. The driver seemed to enjoy that one.
Reason two: Whatever you do you get shouted at
‘’CHRISTY TURNER WHY ARE YOU THREE HOURS LATE AND WHY IS THERE COOKIE AROUND YOUR MOUTH, DO YOU NOT CARE FOR HYGIENE?’’
I sidled past my boss Mr. Johnson and sat down, wiping the crumbs away from my mouth. ‘’Bitch’’ I mumbled, looking at the one crumb on my palm. ‘’STEVEN SMITH WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT?’’ I look up to see Steven scratching the back of his neck awkwardly; he’d been staring at me pityingly. I couldn’t help smile though I was still swearing at the son of a bitch Mr. Johnson under my breath which caused Emma to start giggling before boss screamed his head off at us again. Starting to see why I hate my job so much?
Reason three: Everybody needs to know everything about your personal life
It was lunch before everybody started bugging me.
‘’So why are you so later?’’ said Tom as soon as I sat down. ‘’Stuff’’ I mumbled. Tom nodded and looked at his cup of coffee. He opened his mouth and then shut it like a baby bird. ‘’What is it?’’ I said. ‘’Why does it look like stuffed toilet down your pants?’’ Tom asked. ‘’Because blood is coming out of my crotch. Happy now?’’ I snapped. Tom nodded quickly and scuttled off. Everybody couldn’t help bursting out laughing.
Reason four: If you’re a girl you’re always getting hit on by men (or possibly women)
10:32 Jeremy hits on me
11:12 Bob hits on me
01:47 Mark hits on me
03:25 Bob again
And reason five: It isn’t that bad at times
I know what you’re thinking. Christy isn’t this supposed to be why your job sucks? Well shut up and let me explain. My job sucks like I make it sound like. But even this has some good moments.
It’s quite a fun challenge to get up at 5a.m in the morning
Sometimes the things I get shouted at for are quiet funny
Sometimes there are things you want to spill out to other people
It’s a good feeling to be hit on by so many men (and women)
So all of my other reasons make up my final reason why things don’t suck, which means I’ve just wasted all my time telling you bitches this as I don’t really have 5 reasons why being a journalist sucks.
You happy now mother fuckers?