Archive for the ‘Summer Olympics’ Category

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8/8/12     Today at work, Bruce Jenner made his daily visit to our little studio from his Access Hollywood position two floors down the scaffolding.  Our talent, Michelle, has been giving me desperate, pleading looks over his shoulder whenever he corners her at the anchor desk and strikes up a conversation with her.  This time, someone on the crew saw him on the stairs and warned Michelle before he got to the door.  We were in a long basketball game so she grabbed her phone and dove under the desk to hide, tweeting about how she was hiding, until he believed us that she wasn’t there.  I told him she had gone out for spicy food the night before and it didn’t agree with her so she might be in the bathroom for a while.  That disgusted him just enough and he left, noisly making his way back down the outdoor metal steps.

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He came back later and took us all by surprise.  I know how it annoys Michelle when he visits and talks nonsense with her so I waited until we were in black for a commercial break and said loudly that we had to record a two-way interview with a remote guest.  Everyone on the crew jumped up to look like they were getting ready for an interview and he left again, dejectedly.  I got high fives for that one.  So basically, I lied twice today to the 1976 decathlon gold medalist and he believed me both times.  He and his family totally freak me out!

8/9/12     I lied to Bruce Jenner again today and got more high fives for thinking of a creative new way to get rid of him.  While Michelle was once again hiding under the desk and Bruce was hanging out bothering the crew on our balcony just outside our studio I had to come up with a reason for the crew to be “needed” without us actually being on the air.  If I said we were really doing something broadcast related he’d wonder why Michelle wasn’t in the studio, which, of course, she was.  We were all just leading him to believe that she wasn’t.  So I went outside and called the crew in, telling them the control room in New York wanted to take a still of us for the credit roll on Sunday.  Everyone knew it was a ruse but they dutifully piled into the studio and pretended to pose in front of the desk as I apologized and shut the door, happily, in Bruce’s face.  He left and once again everyone thanked me for my devious creativity.  I’m getting a little tired of this game, though.  I think tomorrow I’ll just tell Bruce to get lost because he’s a pain in the butt.

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