A few weeks ago, a clear split emerged in the ol’ VOSD office.
A reporter who shall go unnamed received a press release for an event featuring pop singer Jason Derulo. “Does the name Jason Derulo mean anything to anyone?” this person asked. Some of us were shocked, as Jason Derulo is, of course, a very famous singer whose music is ubiquitous and who can not wear a shirt like nobody’s business. But a good number of reporters said something along the lines of “Never heard of him.”
I realized, though, that there’s a tradeoff to knowing who Jason Derulo is, and it’s one I’m reminded of constantly in this office. It’s that I’m the one who gives a blank, unknowing stare when my coworkers bring up their favorite podcasts. When I work out, I listen to music. When I drive, I listen to music. I simply haven’t figured out when or where I can work podcasts into my routine. Now, that’s about to change, in a way.
“Local Woman Hates Podcasts, Has Her Own” — that’s the fake headline Andy Keatts wrote to describe where I’m at right now.
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