“We Are The Mac… Are You The Mac?”
So my first couple weeks at the Fort McMurray Today are in the books.
I’ve been having a good time here so far. It’s pretty tough to pack up and move to a new city, and then try to figure out what exactly people care about here, and report it within about 48 hours of arriving.
I often find myself asking “Is this new information?” to some of the people who have been here longer than I have, because I simply don’t know. But with everyday that goes by, the job gets easier, as I learn where things are, what goes on there, and the things I write about start to be follow-ups or add-ons to things I’ve written about maybe a few days ago, so I actually know a moderate amount of information on the topic.
I think part of what I love about this industry, and maybe this is going to sound bad, but as a journalist, it’s your output that gets measured. Nobody really cares what the hell you do all day long, as long as you have good content at the end of the day. Some days, yes, that might mean lunch doesn’t even cross your mind, but other days maybe you give’r and get four interviews done before noon, and take a nice leisurely lunch.
My beat has been pretty interesting thus far. I’ve covered everything from a stolen excavator to a city council meeting. Duncan, I think you should consider sending the first years to Fort McMurray city council from now on, things got pretty heated.
I also get to take a lot of photos here, which is something I hadn’t actually considered when looking for a job, but am definitely glad it’s something I’ll be doing a lot of here. I don’t think I used the college’s cameras once in CreComm, but I practically slept with an HD video camera every night, because of my IPP. I really came to love shooting video, and taking photos isn’t all that much different. It really helps round out your portfolio too, if you can have an article that you wrote, accompanied by a photo that you took.
My living situation is what will take more getting used to than my job. If you’ve met me (or, maybe more appropriately, not met me) you know I’m a pretty solitary person. I enjoy being independent, and not having to answer to anyone except myself. So living with people is an adjustment, but luckily the people that I live with are pretty nice. They bought me a fridge for my room so I mean… what more is there to say?
The actual city is beautiful, and I live in a pretty quiet, nice neighbourhood. My drive to work every morning is more scenic than anything you’ll ever see in Winnipeg. Also, if anyone’s wondering, that whole thing about Winnipeg drivers not being able to merge? Myth confirmed. It’s a Winnipeg thing.
So I think that’s pretty much it for updates since I last posted. There’s a pretty ridiculous story about a kid who single-handedly got plastic bags removed from all of the stores here, making grocery shopping next to impossible, so maybe I’ll tell you about that next time around.