Yesterday my assignment involved covering an event where former President Bush was speaking. I recorded his comments and then afterward went up front with the other journalists to snap pictures and hopefully catch a few extra remarks on tape. Here's one of the pictures I took...yes, I really was that close. After he shook hands and chatted with a few people, he walked away and disappeared from sight. I turned around to another person to wait for an interview opportunity. I was just standing there with my microphone and recorder, waiting patiently, when I heard a man's voice behind me saying "excuse me miss, do you mind if I come through here?". A hand brushed my shoulder and a very tall person (no snickering) squeezed by me and I looked up to see the president towering over me! Mr. Bush touched my shoulder! The former leader of the free world talked to me! The father of the current president asked my permission to cut through the crowd! It was so cool. I love my job.
4 comments:
For giggles wonder what would have happened if you didn't give him permission to pass. ;-)
That's hilarious. I can just imagine being thrown to the floor and tackled by a half-dozen secret service men. Wait, come to think of it, that could be fun!
First you are called uber cool by yours truly... then you are awareded the coveted "best blog" award by SWM... and now this. Will it ever stop, Laurie?
Wow--I'm so envious! What a glamorous job you have!
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