Boy, I realize trying to get a job in this economy I have to have my wits working double time. A local newspaper was looking for a news reporter. I knew that was something I could do, and landed an interview.

There I was folks, sitting in front of a chunky interviewer who obviously couldn’t see out of her horn-rimmed glasses as she kept her steely eyes on me by glaring over the top of them, but I ignored that by winking at her. I figured her problem was she was jealous of me, you know my good looks and all.

She said she didn’t think I suited the job, as I had no resume (whatever that is), but she was obliged to let me write an article. She warned me that the story had to include the 5 W’s of journalism: who, what, where, when and why.