York Publisher: No Cursing (or Snickers Bars) in the Newsroom

Regularly? No. But it pops up on occasion.

 

No. But that's probably because we have Snickers and Mountain Dew available to suppress the F-bombs.

 

Still remember my first shop, putting out pages on a Hastech machine. When it crashed and you lost a page, all you could do is curse at it.

 

Well let me tell you something. I don't want any fucking Snickers Bars, because I fucking live in York, fucking Pennsylvania. So fuck you.

 

And in all seriousness, looks like someone has a little too much fucking time on her hands.

 

A newsroom without candy and cursing is a fucking bullshit newsroom.

 

I work in a factory full time and a newsroom part time, so, yeah, I regularly hear curse words in my workplaces.

 

Damn right. This is some serious fucking business gettin' done.

 

I prefer Kit Kats.

 

We had the "healthy snacks" vending machine in one of my newsrooms. The snacks were half the size and twice the price of the regular stuff. A tiny bag of chips or pretzels cost $1.25 to $1.75. Nobody bought the stuff. Everyone went to the paper's cafeteria, where the vending machines still had the regular stuff.

 

We're in a bureau in a strip mall. There is no vending machine, but there is a liquor store six doors down with all the sugary and unhealthy treats we wish to buy.