A journalist who works for a daily can't really afford a
hangover. At least not during weekdays. However, the journo in our story learnt
it the hard way. He got hammered the night before he was supposed to meet a top
cop for a sensitive scoop. No surprise he barely woke up on time and somehow
rushed to the venue. Having made his interviewee wait for about half an hour,
the disheveled scribe's body language reeked of apology. Anyway, he put his
hand into his bag to take out his dictaphone so as to get started. Much to his
horror, instead of a silver-coloured recording device, a black-tinted remote
control came out in his grip. A drunk man does a lot of things but replacing
one electronic gadget with another was a revelation to him. Mr Journalist
couldn't help musing whether it was possible to just click the red power button
and get out of the extended nightmare. Desperate, he tried that too. Not
happening. Thus, he was about to regret his decision to go drinking the previous
night when a towering voice quipped, "I'm glad you didn't bring your TV
along with it."
2 comments:
so you!!! :P
:)I kind of smiled at the end
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