We Were Print

In reading Lisa Griffis’ Blog yesterday, I was reminded that one of the things I miss the most about working at a newspaper is being a part of history… and the food.

If things were going great (elections, Super Bowls, Y2K, etc.), there was food. If things were going lousy (9/11, exploding Shuttles, elections, etc.), there was food.

This was the first election since I was old enough to vote that I didn’t spend the night at the newspaper working. I was somewhat sad until I read that the Raleigh News and Observer was limiting their staff to two slices of pizza on election night.

The executive editor eventually rescinded the two-slice maximum but the psycological damage and message is clear: when pizza is rationed, you job isn’t safe.