AP Rome Ch. 1

What I get to see after every work shift

What I get to see after every work shift

So, after months of slap dash planning due to a very inconvenient but nonetheless celebrated matrimony in the family, I’m finally here in Rome, carving out a small place for myself in the Associated Press Bureau.

I’ve just concluded my second day of training with my new partner in crime and fellow intern. It has been an adjustment in the ways that I probably most need adjusting. By that I mean it’s a crash course in administrative support for an office filled at any given time with four or five busy reporters.

These organizational tasks really do help the reporters report, so they are to be taken seriously. However, because so many of the tasks are short and sweet and numerous, the fear of mis-stepping can be overwhelming. Lucky for me, I’ve been able to play through it with the other intern and have had very friendly email correspondence so far with the other intern (three total) so nothing seems so bad while I have such support.

Ok, so the only task I’m really familiar with that I’ll be asked to perform is fact checking. Thank goodness for all that damn fact-checking I did in my other internships. Slight hitch in the fact checking modus operandi; we’re supposed to more or less get permission before making phone calls to get information. I was reproached for making an unsanctioned phone call on my first day!

This could be problematic since it runs counter to my training thus far. Hell, I used to get yelled at if I didn’t haul ass to the phone and start milling out the info. So like I said, I’m readjusting. My trainer and fellow intern, Chiara, said it best when she said that it’s like walking a fine line between being proactive and adhering to the bounds of propriety.

This is most evident in the intern handbook, unceremoniously dubbed “the bible.” There are many rules and duties listed that seem to coalesce in one message; follow the rules and you can stay in the game. I’ve been so encouraged in the past to work outside the box and now I gotta worry about staying in line.

To be fair, I’ve never worked or interned for an agency with such notoriety, so I’m sure that protocol is a graver thing here. After all, you don’t get to be the AP by having a flawed system.

The Italian thing is a bit of a jolt, simply because getting direct quotes is hard enough in English sometimes that putting it into another language can also be super intimidating. Alas, accuracy is the thing, so even if I have to get these sources to morris code-out their phrases for total understanding, that’s what I’ll do. Such is the way of an American journalist in another country, even if one such journalist has adequate Italian skills.

So, tomorrow I’m taking point and Chiara is serving as back up so that I can feel out the experience of doing all the duties myself, as will be the case Tuesday.

I just hope I can ingratiate everyone enough to be patient with me. Either way, ne’er shall the news suffer on my watch! Or at the very least, ne’er shall suffer an adequate supply of pens, paper, ink, recorders, newspaper, tapings… well, you get the idea.


4 responses to “AP Rome Ch. 1

  1. You make me so proud. And, I am honored to have a shout out on your blog.
    I hope that your first solo shift went well. I will definitely miss stifling giggles with you around here!

    • Suzanne Edwards

      Oh goodness yesterday was quite a different day without you! Everything went fine, even the succession of TV recordings I had to do 🙂 But i didn’t realize how much I was depending on you for fun’s sake! Thanks for everything and let’s still try and make some movie magic!

  2. judy e lanning

    You make me laugh—and that is a great gift for your readers. Italy needs Suzanne “for fun’s sake”. keep on…!

  3. I want more of your news!!! I hope you will share your news more frequently. The condom story made it to the US. It is nice to know we share the same world.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s