Friday, January 15, 2010

Glamorous--Yes I sang the lyrics to spell that right.

I am a firm believer that if you can't laugh at yourself, you can't laugh at anyone else.  It's along the same lines as, 'if you don't vote, you can't complain'. 


I work in a business where you could get caught up in the glamour.  You know, live shots in a blizzard telling people to stay inside when you're outside, standing at 13th and Republic (easily one of Cincinnati's most dangerous intersections) reporting on how police are on their way--not there yet-- to investigate a murder, or sitting in a city council meeting watching what can only be described as a circus take place with tax payer dollars.  The only job more glamorous is a stay at home mom (as I check my left and right shoulders and notice snot on both of them). 

So, I don't consider reporting glamorous.  However, I am on TV.  So are all the people I work with, every day.  It's our job.  That's what we do.  You do market research, I am on TV.  You work in pharmaceuticals, I am on TV.  It's my job.  I work to live, I do not live to work (as is evidenced by my two day a week work schedule). 

Get to the point.

So, it's not a glamourous job, but people 'know us'.  Reporters and anchors get recognized all the time.  It usually looks like a revalation on someone's face.  Like "holy cow, you just came out of my tv and here you sweating on the elliptical at the gym!"  You are real.  Anyway, it's generally an awkward conversation for me.  Someone asks 'are you corey...?' and I say yes (usually) and they say 'we watch you every night' and I thank them for watching and say goodbye.  All the while hoping that they didn't notice how many glasses of wine I drank at dinner, or wondering if they noticed the lack of makeup first or the sweatpants.

To the point I go.

There are people in this world who take themselves too seriously.  There are a lot of people in television who take themselves too seriously and it's because someone gives them permission to do so.  You do not need to create you own 'fan club' on facebook so that you can see how many people want to be your fan.  Why you would invite any strangers into your private life is beyond me (as I write a blog post for the world to see).  Anyway. 

Here's to those who can laugh at themselves and in turn are allowed to laugh at others.  Today I am laughing at others.

Cheers.  Happy Friday.  We are celebrating this weekend.

The Best part?  Laughing.

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