Don’t F with the Time Bandit
Dear Pamela Sitt,
Since I work in real estate, I consider it my job to be as informed about real estate as possible. Technically, I’m a writer who works for a real estate company, but I still feel obligated to keep up to date on the goings on of the market, lending practices, and how homeowners can optimize their homeownership experience. These areas of interest are not MY areas of interest, per se. But in order to be a good real estate writer, I work really hard to keep up with them.
Which is why I think your latest column is a piece of shit.
For one thing, I love the Deadliest Catch, so you being anything but respectful to Captain Johnathan pisses me off. I understand he looks a little rough around the edges and swears like a sailor. But that’s because he IS a rough-around-the-edges sailor. Which you would have known if you could have lowered yourself to actually watch the show. It would have taken you all of about one episode to realize that the man you were talking to is one of the stars. And your admission that you couldn’t get familiar with the show because you’re more into “The Hills” is retarded. It would be like me saying “Oh, I can’t write about King County property taxes because I’ve never actually owned a home in Belleuve.” Do a little research, you halfwit!
Second, how in the world does a woman whose column is called “Girl About Town” get away with saying she doesn’t go to West Seattle because it’s too far? I understand that West Seattle isn’t Belltown, and you do have to cross a bridge to get there, but I do think it’s technically still in “town.”
Maybe I’m being too harsh, but journalists who put in a half-assed effort to write a story about an event they attended and then base their story on how much cooler they are than the other losers attending while dissing the guys the event has been thrown for make my teeth hurt. That’s not journalism. That’s not even column worthy. It’s lazy and elitest, and frankly, it makes you look stupid.
My only hope is that you don’t get paid for your columns and are compensated purely by complimentary attendance at the events you “report” on. In this case, even that compensation far exceeded your worth.
Sincerely,
The Girl from Hickopolis, a.k.a. someone who actually works for her money