12.11.2005

Part I: Welcome to Hartford

I am honoring a request to conquer the blog beast that is my trip to Connecticut and New York in multiple parts. For now, I think it will be two.

All day at work I was squirming in my seat thinking, in ten hours, I'll be in Connecticut, in 8 hours I'll be in Connecticut, in 3 hours I'll be in Connecticut!! 10 a.m. couldn't get there soon enough. I got put on the assignment desk between producing the "Today Show" local news cut-ins. Of course I'm confused b/c I've never had to work the desk. The scanners are chattering away fielding no less than 10 different police/fire/EMS departments. I would be lying if I told you I understand the desk right now. So after filling in a little on the desk after 10, I quickly got outta there before I got roped into something else. Plane time!

I called Chinagirl to see where her and CC were taking me to dinner that night. She transcribed the conversation for email dissemination. Here it goes.

Ashli: Do you like Italian food?
Jameil: Ooo I love Italian food!
Ashli: Great we're going to Vinny T's.
Jameil: Oooo Vanecci's, that's sounds so classy and upscale.
Ashli: Uh Jameil, too bad I said Vinny T's.
Jameil: That sounds ghetto. Why would you take me to a ghetto restaurant?

Lolololol. How hilarious is that conversation?!! That's great. So that was while I was pulling into the airport parking lot. I got off the phone so I could lug my ridiculously heavy, overpacked suitcase, carry-on, and purse. Little did I know how far I would have to lug this mess or I might have ordered a coronary for the road. By the time I got to the ticket counter, my arms and shoulders were a jelloid mess. I'm shaking asking the lady at the counter for some help (with the e-check-in thing) and its then that I realize I haven't been on a plane since I went to Europe in 2000. Dang. 5 years. That's a long time not to ride a plane. So I wasn't used to this. Do you know the woman is like follow the directions on the screen? Ok, so what are you, the woman you're talking to, and the two people next to you here for? Because none of you are helping a customer. So I'm still looking at the screen shaking like a crackhead wondering when one of these bitches is going to talk to me instead of each other. After about 40 seconds, the woman standing on this side of the counter starts to walk me through it. Clearly b/c otherwise we would all be standing there looking at each other. I know a lot of other bloggers have brought it up, but damn its hard to find good customer service today. Then the crack-ish one (me) has to drag her luggage over to this strapping young man so he can put it through the screener thing. What??? When did they start this b.s.? What happened to the US Air ticket lady taking your ticket and your bags and you walking away to board your plane? Nonsense. If I could fly British Airways everywhere, I would. Their service is unparalleled. Pesky Americans.

Anyway. I get on the plane finally and someone is hacking out their left lung. Really. I look on the floor and there's this grayish thing down there. I get a little nervous. Ok maybe not but I started to think about all the possible ebola strains that could be trapped on that incestuous little plane. Should passenger planes be allowed to be that small? I'm thinking no. When we get off in CT, we are let off on the tarmac to walk several yards to the stairs leading up into the terminal. What happened to curbside service? With all that, why not just drop me off w/a parachute and let me wade through the snow to the airport? Is that next? Drive by airplanes? Will those tickets be cheaper b/c they don't even have to land? Just *ploop* you're there.

Welcome to Hartford. As soon as I walk into the airport my phone rings. Kyle! Yay!!! So I'm like, "Yes I'm walking off the plane right now." He says, "I'll be there in 20 minutes." What??? So I'm forced to wander through this little crap excuse for an airport to baggage claim, talk to my sister for like 5 minutes on the phone, and try to read my book. Finally, he's outside (the best friend). I'm soooooo excited!! We hug then leave. Its my first time in Connecticut. We start figuring out the plan for the day but first I have GOT to get my grub on so we stop at "D'Angelo's" for some subs. Then we head to his apartment. Great fun. We watched one of my all time favorite movies, "When Harry Met Sally," and had a grand time. Then his friend comes to cut the hair for tomorrow's trip to Broadway!!! Then we get dressed and head to Vinny T's to meet CC and Ashli. Lol. It was great! Just like old times at the real HU (stop your hatin). So I know you're wondering what all these black people and fellow Hampton alumni are doing in CT. Working! CC and Ashli are those corporate America people. Get it girls!! I'm so proud of all my friends! Puttin them expensive private school degrees to use in our fields. Amazing. I'll get to the b.f. later. So we're hanging out at Vanecci's and decide to get a pitcher of Sangria for old times sake. Please realize these were my fellow addicts at the good ole HU. Alcohol!! Whoo hoo! That's the worst thing about living in Pitt, I don't know anyone to drink w/other than my dad. Clearly I'm not complaining b/c he'll buy the beer and that's great. But sometimes I just want to drink it up with my girls. It was great fun.

After dinner, me and Kyle head to his job. Are you ready? At ESPN!!!! How great is that??!! Isn't that so cool?? We head up to "campus" as they call it for my tour. This place is ridiculously large. I can't decide what my favorite part is. Here are the highlights. The newsroom-- I see the sports center cubicle cluster (so cool), the back of Steve Levy's head, BJ Armstrong, watch part of NFL Live (or some NFL show) being recorded. Then we head around the building (there are multiple buildings connected and though Kyle told me when we were leaving one and entering another, it just all became a blur, so we'll just call it "the building"). I see the main control room. You know how people hear angels singing and see a golden light? That's what the control room was to me. Probably b/c I love control!!! And it was like a producer's wet dream. Fabulous. So much going on.

Then he takes me to a couple of secondary control rooms, past editing bays, then to the different sets, ending at the... SPORTSCENTER set!!!! O. MY. GAH! That is like 15xs cooler than it even looks on tv. And it looks pretty cool there. FAB. The cafeteria. Why do they have a cafeteria? Like a real one. With a chef, and just about every kind of food you would like including a sandwich/salad bar. WHAT???? I'm just sayin. Can I get all that at my job? Oh and there's a fitness center, too. Wow. Can I get the free workout on? One of the most impressive parts? The "DC," the digital center. Wow. Computers and huge flat screens everywhere. Mini 9" tv screens by computers where people can sit and watch and log games. ENORMOUS tvs on the walls, smaller tvs, a ticker w/constant game updates. A sports fan's wildest imaginings. Unnecessarily great. Tres wonderful with a great tour guide! Part II coming soon to a blog near you...

15 comments:

Clay said...

that place does sound amazing -- all the production and thangs!! lol

Christopher said...

LoL dang do I need to learn about sports in order to make it big? All I know is how to watch girls play volleyball, and basketball, and run track.

Aisha T. said...

That hacking a lung thing--GROSS! LOL. The ESPN trek sounds so cool.

Jarrod said...

Ah, the numb-minding chatter of the assignment desk. Takes me back to my intern days.And I am surprised by the HU alumni population in Connecticut of all places. I thought we all got stuck in VA like me. Only difference is I'm working in my field and not at West. An I'm hating on you because you got a chance to go to Bristol. I'd give a kidney for that place.

Karamale said...

ah, the live of a jetrosexual. one day, i'll post about the hacking chicken on our bus, green gobs spewing from his beak. or the nasty no-home-trainin-havin muthafucka who shot snot out of his nose and wiped his hand on the seat. also on the bus.

Karamale said...

live = life

jameil1922 said...

chris, you should be conversant in most sports, but its ok to have a specialty. probably more important tho is finding someone there in the higher ups who can vouch for your abilities. there's a crazy test at the interviews. go to nabj.

jarrod. i HATE the assignment desk. definitely have more respect for them, but please don't ever let me get up on that again. west. lol. dog. if you think you think you'd give a kidney for it now, you don't need to see the place. you might be tempted to do some more things that don't make no sense. Matter of fact, i know you would. it is off the CHAIN!! love it!!!

karmale. you always have real nasty anecdotes. lolol. i was starving when i got off the plane but i refused to eat until i could wash my hands. i'm just sayin, whatever them people have, i dont' want. the way they got people on and off the plane. it was like a germ factory machine. uggghhhhhh. i shudder to think what i would've ingested.

Chris said...

ESPN is love.

Stacie von Kutieboots said...

You might be an ESPN groupie if there were more exclaimation points in the post than there are stars in the sky.
You might be siddity if you refuse to call an Italian eatery by its real name (vinny t's) and name it Vanicci's (or something like that) which was is??...kenton or kenTON?

jameil1922 said...

stop hatin on me stacey. you bitch!!! that's why you go to fam!! ghetto, ghetto girl. lololol. group this *insert skyward bound middle finger*

yes chris, espn IS love. ahhh. sweet love.

ELH said...

I didn't know Kyle was your best friend! Awww ... the HU love. Tell him I said be on time next time!

Duck said...

"Drive by planes"? "A producer's wet dream"? Girl, I hate you! LOL!

BTW... you went to the real HU? Hmm...I could've sworn you said you went to Hampton.... :-)

jameil1922 said...

open market, you bought to get shut down. don't hate on the real HU!!! know ya place!!! we show it to you every year in all the rankings, as well as complete and utter domination on each and every field. any more questions??? lolololol.

Ejoy said...

so...hopefully one day I will get the ESPN tour, after I get hired...well anytime for that matter. All those years of believing in you is paying off!! well...somewhat...can we talk about a contribution to my finances??!! JK, well not really. But anyway, I can't wait to hear about the NY experience...did any of the airport old men hit on you?

ProfessorGQ said...

I wish I was there!!!