Saturday, October 1, 2005

Summer camp is over

I don't remember ever going to summer camp... at least not the typical away-for-a-week, among-a-buncha-strangers, far-from-home type. This past week of training for the Rogers News Experiment was nearly everything I imagined summer camp would be.
 
We gathered on Monday in a hotel meeting room, just a bunch of (mostly) strangers around a long table, assembled from as far away as Yellowknife for a project that most of us knew only a bit about.

Over the span of a week, we were fed a lot of information, put through challenges, and shown some interesting sights. A tall ship cruise through the Halifax harbour at night, a lovely dinner downtown, and for a few brave souls, a rockin' night of karaoke at the Oasis.

It's one kind of bonding to work with a crew of people over years and years, as some come and some go, with egos and baggage along with skill and talent. It's another experience to take forty strangers and put them on task, on deadline, with a liberal dose of fun, and see what comes out. I met some talented and delightful folks this week, and it's a shame that two-thirds of them aren't even working in this market.

Yeah, it's like camp. You meet, you bond, and you have to go your separate ways, vowing to keep in touch and yadda yadda. At least I know I'll see some of these people at the xmas party. And by then I'll probably end up knowing them better by their signoffs and network IDs than by the names and faces I tried to connect this week.

So, for those on the team who read this blog before getting to meet me -- hey, thanks for a great week. Good luck with the launch! We'll whoop it up again soon.

One of the people, an anchor from another market, kindly told me that if I hadn't self-identified as an Ontarian, she would've thought I was a maritimer for sure. That made me smile. Nice to see that I'm as friendly and polite as I'm sure my mother always hoped I would be. :)

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