Sitting trying to follow the digital brief-in. But Fan – constantly – brings in radio to the whole thing. The entire time.
I’m just sitting there squinting my eyes doing my best to convert my puzzled face into a “a I see” look.
Later I’m all mashed up and try to email my poor producer who keeps insisting she’s not the one I’m looking for – but I’m not the guy who gives up that easy so I persist my correspondence, with a rising impatience until I realize she is not the right producer.
“Failure one”, I notice in my mind when I get a mail with “Radio” as one of the participants.
Oh. I see. He's a ‘someone’.
Failure two.
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