At this point, there was so little news that could be credibly reported that the whole idea of actually pronouncing the words on the nearly blank teleprompters seems pointless. In fact, even the usual anchor habit of teasing some upcoming story was not in the cards today.
So she sat in front of the camera and caught up on her Twitter feed. This was fine because it was, in fact, what her audience was doing. It would be 4 long minutes before the commercial break and the weather. In the control Booth, the director looked up from his Twitter feed to see that she was similarly engaged. He checked in for about 30 seconds, but decided to perhaps it was time to haul anchor.
Placing the spars in the capstan, the director and the A.D. set to work, singing this chant as the chain tightened around her ankles and lifted her out of her chair:
We work all day for our meager pay
Heave away, haul away!
We tweet and retweet as we LOL away!
LOL away, LOL away.
But tags are hashed and our checks are cashed.
Man the post, me mateys!
As she rose into the flies, the lighting and the cameras following her up, a new recruit was selected from steerage.
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