Andrew Callaghan

But digressing, first day I start working for the Maroon and I'm telling my editor-in-chief about all these stories I want to do. Like I want to do something about voodoo practitioners in New Orleans or the post-Katrina gentrification or all this shit, the history of the streetcar. And he's like, I just remember he sent me an email in all caps and he said, not relevant. Whoa.

And I was like, what do you mean? And he told me, he's like, this newsroom has a hierarchy. You're a freshman at this. This is your first week writing for the school newspaper. If you want enough clout in the newsroom to pitch your own stories, you have to just do these bulletins for like a year straight. So I had to write about stuff like English department tries to seek new writers. Yeah.

And I was like, what do you mean? And he told me, he's like, this newsroom has a hierarchy. You're a freshman at this. This is your first week writing for the school newspaper. If you want enough clout in the newsroom to pitch your own stories, you have to just do these bulletins for like a year straight. So I had to write about stuff like English department tries to seek new writers. Yeah.

And I was like, what do you mean? And he told me, he's like, this newsroom has a hierarchy. You're a freshman at this. This is your first week writing for the school newspaper. If you want enough clout in the newsroom to pitch your own stories, you have to just do these bulletins for like a year straight. So I had to write about stuff like English department tries to seek new writers. Yeah.

The Pope visits campus. Hoverboards ban due to safety concerns. School safety officers voice their concerns about vaping in classrooms, like straight up boring shit. It wasn't until, you know, sophomore. I think actually at the end of that freshman year, I quit the newspaper and I hitchhiked.

The Pope visits campus. Hoverboards ban due to safety concerns. School safety officers voice their concerns about vaping in classrooms, like straight up boring shit. It wasn't until, you know, sophomore. I think actually at the end of that freshman year, I quit the newspaper and I hitchhiked.

The Pope visits campus. Hoverboards ban due to safety concerns. School safety officers voice their concerns about vaping in classrooms, like straight up boring shit. It wasn't until, you know, sophomore. I think actually at the end of that freshman year, I quit the newspaper and I hitchhiked.

alone around the whole country by myself all summer just out of frustration with the newsroom I was like you know what fuck this I'm gonna create my own gonzo path by any means and then I realized at the end of that 90 day hitchhiking voyage like you know what the job at the school newspaper isn't half bad I'm just gonna try to put my foot down and really write what I want about sure

alone around the whole country by myself all summer just out of frustration with the newsroom I was like you know what fuck this I'm gonna create my own gonzo path by any means and then I realized at the end of that 90 day hitchhiking voyage like you know what the job at the school newspaper isn't half bad I'm just gonna try to put my foot down and really write what I want about sure

alone around the whole country by myself all summer just out of frustration with the newsroom I was like you know what fuck this I'm gonna create my own gonzo path by any means and then I realized at the end of that 90 day hitchhiking voyage like you know what the job at the school newspaper isn't half bad I'm just gonna try to put my foot down and really write what I want about sure

So then I got back the next year, my sophomore year, for the school newspaper, and I started popping off my own stories. And then I continued to write for the school newspaper for the rest of college.

So then I got back the next year, my sophomore year, for the school newspaper, and I started popping off my own stories. And then I continued to write for the school newspaper for the rest of college.

So then I got back the next year, my sophomore year, for the school newspaper, and I started popping off my own stories. And then I continued to write for the school newspaper for the rest of college.

I mean, definitely the scariest situations, I mean, being mistaken for a prostitute at certain trucks. Those situations are kind of scary, but most people, when they realize you're not a gay prostitute, they get so embarrassed and ashamed that they pretend like they're just joking and they drop you off. Yeah. It goes pretty well.

I mean, definitely the scariest situations, I mean, being mistaken for a prostitute at certain trucks. Those situations are kind of scary, but most people, when they realize you're not a gay prostitute, they get so embarrassed and ashamed that they pretend like they're just joking and they drop you off. Yeah. It goes pretty well.

I mean, definitely the scariest situations, I mean, being mistaken for a prostitute at certain trucks. Those situations are kind of scary, but most people, when they realize you're not a gay prostitute, they get so embarrassed and ashamed that they pretend like they're just joking and they drop you off. Yeah. It goes pretty well.

Definitely the scariest one, just the most viscerally scary one, is when a guy picked me up in Tifton, Georgia, which, as you know, is a rural.

Definitely the scariest one, just the most viscerally scary one, is when a guy picked me up in Tifton, Georgia, which, as you know, is a rural.

Definitely the scariest one, just the most viscerally scary one, is when a guy picked me up in Tifton, Georgia, which, as you know, is a rural.

And he picks me up and just doesn't say a word the whole drive. No. And that was the weirdest one. He was like, he had these wraparound kind of like redneck shades, giant red beard, and was just chewing dip and not saying a word. Oh, wow. You know what I mean? He was like, where are you going? And I told him where I was going. I think it was like Macon. And he was like, All right.