I got to go out with my boys Monday and Tuesday and got to do two shoots both of those days, which was so much fun. KJ and I are working on not being mean to each other and we both had nothing to do at a shoot on Tuesday so we talked. Sadly for me, everyone on that crew knows how old I am now because the logistics desk called me up during it and asked for my DOB and SSN so I could get cleared for the WH, and I was like, "DOB: 4/14/1991." and KJ was like, "Whoa, 1991?!" and Chris was like, "Whoa, you're 18?!" and KJ was like, "Whoa, you're 18?!" and I was like, "Whoa, you cant do simple subtraction!?" Apparently I look 20, which WAS a plus until it didn't matter anymore. Boo.
Yesterday was by far the most amazing day of my life though because I went to the White House! When I got to CSPAN in the morning, one of the people in my 2 person crew was like "So out schedule is: get there, set up, three hour nap, lunch, and then maybe the press briefing will start by then." So I was like, "All right, this is going to be the best day ever, I love naps!" So we get to the White House and saunter in through the front gate (it was way less secretive and secure and such than I thought it would be, but no complaints) and walked up the front driveway to the West Wing where the press room is and one of my crew stood outside with me and explained which room was where in the White House and all about the security and stuff that he knew about which was neat to learn about. As soon as we got there they told me to tell anyone who asked that I was a producer because interns aren't allowed outside of the press room, so lying to everyone about my age (I apparently graduated from college in '07, go me) and title was fun.
Later he took me downstairs below the press room where there used to be a swimming pool before they built over it and the tiles are still on the walls and people from the press who have been down there have signed it for years, it's like the wall of fame of the White House Press Corps, and he handed me a sharpie and told me to sign and I freaked out. My signature is on a wall at the White House! Later on he also bought me a tea. Ben is now my favorite person alive.
After the press briefing, which was pretty cool because I got to stand up front AND meet this reporter from NBC who I've been crushing on for years because he's super dreamy (and unfortunately married), the independent field producer who just so happens to work for CSPAN was like, "Well, there's an event that's only for the press pool, so only a few people get to go and I'm one of them, but my Blackberry is broken so if they need me I need to be in my office, would you like to go to the Cabinet meeting?" and I was like "OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG yes!!!!!!!" So I lied and said I was the IFP and got walked through the West Wing and the Rose Garden to the Cabinet Room with just me and 5 reporters and a few cameras and stood like, 4 feet from Obama. BEST DAY EVER.
Later on I watched a bill get signed and saw the Kennedys, Al Franken, Sen. Nelson, the head of the Joint Chiefs, the Defense Secretary, and others at that. I made friends with the Asian press, which was fun.
Overall, best week ever in my life.
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