My first week as work

So I've finally "made it". Working in the heart of the newsroom (or the online one at least), updating the front page of the website, editing stories and images for the half a million unique visitors each day. Sounds good eh?

I have to say I don't quite know what to make of my job yet. It was a strange week at work. The plane crash hit people pretty hard. I remember coming to work on Friday morning, and this woman just burst into tears. There's been a bit of that happening around here.

One thing that is interesting for me as a newbie is how closely knit this company seems to be. I'm sure I'll discover all the politics and problems soon enough, but there's quite a family feeling around here, which I suppose is rare in a big company, but perhaps more common in a media company.

I think HD was pretty good as a place to socialise; it was a small company and everyone's young. I'm not too sure how my new colleagues are going to be like. They certainly do like to drink, as the stereotype suggests, and people are always fun with a bit of alcohol in them.

That said, I find it a bit difficult watching my colleagues file new stories and get published in the paper while I'm plugging away subbing copy. And writers can be pretty careless with their writing sometimes, so there's always fixing up to do on almost every story. I guess if I were a journo, I would be just as bad, so I guess if I ever get to be a reporter, at least I would be able to file very clean copy. Hopefully the "if" becomes a "when" sooner rather than later!