At my daily newspaper, we keep only one reporter on staff during weekends, and – lucky me – it’s my turn.
So it’s across town by 7:30 a.m. for a Walk Against Violence then out into the country to take photos by 11. About 70 miles later, it’s back to the office to finish my story by 2. Then I get to do it all over again Sunday, submitting my own photos and writing a fluffy piece for Monday’s edition.
Thankfully, this rotation is only once a month. And as an added perk, I’ll get Friday off next week, where I’ll sleep for roughly 72 hours to recuperate from the 11 straight days of work. However, I’ll maintain that my job, never boring, is the best in the business.