(Michael is a former copy manager and current editor-in-chief)
Katie: The copy manager has to see every page.
Michael: Yes, I know.
Evan: Just so you know, Michael. Since you know nothing about copy editing.
(Talking about being copy manager for next year)
Katie: You’ve also established better inter-staff connections, which I think is important. The copy manager needs to be someone who can be like, “This page sucks balls.”
Evan: “What is this shit?!”
(Katie is trying to schedule copy editors such different times have different themes, and the discussion turns to people fitting into multiple themes)
Katie: I feel like there can’t be much overlap between sorority girls and gay men…
Katie: If you ever think an exclamation point is appropriate, just read it in Professor Snape’s voice.
Katie: Oh my god, this is the saddest fish I’ve ever seen. It’s called the blobfish. Nobody wants to take it to prom, it’s so sad. It’s facing extinction. That’s probably why it’s sad.
Evan: It looks like shit…
Katie: It’s also inedible by humans.
Celia: Where do you keep your cello?
Evan: In CFA. There’s a cello room.
Anna: For a second, I thought you asked, “Where do you keep your jello?”
Katie: You want to see where I keep my jello? Come back to my place and I’ll show you my jello.
Katie: I went to bed at 7.
Michael: That’s not so bad.
Katie: I woke up at 9.
Adam: So you got 2 hours of sleep.
Katie: I was playing D&D. Don’t judge me.
Adam: Oh, mad, mad judgements.
Katie: IBM seems like the kind of place where they give you a cubicle and a motivational cat poster, and then 40 years later you move to Florida and retire.
Evan: No, I like Hammerschlag. There’s a big… bro… bromance going on.
Katie: There’s an aura of bro.
Katie: Patrick’s article is amazing. His signature looks like it was done by a drunk 10-year old.
Evan: I’m disturbed you know what a drunk 10-year old writes like.