Miss Kolka

yes I have one; french internet companies take AGES to connect you to the free world! Oh men ... not only that but last week I wrote two blogentries, very detailed including all my dirty little secrets and somehow - pfuff - like by accident these entries didn't show and disappeared into the mystery of the net.

Oh well...guess you didn't want to know my secrets after all.

Work is ..... ohhh lets not talk about that

I am so pleased in my sweet little appartment although I have already had one unpleasent encounter with one of the next door neighbours. Not the cute old lady that finishes all her sentences by "you are such a charming young girl" or the military guy that is not a day older than 18 and comes back to his starving cat every evening. No- this is the man living under me (Ross to Rachel: "over me, over me??!! When were you under me?") anyway; no not that kind of under me.. he lives on the sixth floor and apparently my little feet disturb him terribly. He hasn't slept in a week because I walk barefoot into the kitchen and have a glass a water after midnight!!! Poor guy... He's going to be real happy when I start my nightshifts...

This could have been such a typical monday. After having smashed my
head to the wall all day - trying to tell tv journalists that yes we
are doing a newsbulletin, but no we dont have any computers and well
its not really being recorded, I could have gone home to cry crocodile
tears into my bathtub. Except that its not really my tub and that I
live in a suitcase at my dad's for the time being. So I decided that
perhaps it was time to go on to live my own life and dropped by the
flat in the "15eme" instead.

Was glad to see that the elevator
was working this time - beacause running up 7th floors in an old
parisian building is not really for ladies - not those wearing
stilletos at least (which I do of course every single day). When I
walked into the appartement I noticed the clean white walls at once and
hoped the blue colour in the bedroom wouldn't be too..well blue. It
turned out to be a very calming sea blue that could rock any baby to
sleep (since that is something I will be doing quite alot). The
furniture was being assembled by the owner and her man and the wooden
ikea style wasn't as bad as I had imagined.. it wouldn't have been my
first choice if I had had all the money in the world, but still not
bad.



It wasn't until I had admired my own image a bit too long in the real size
mirror in the hall, and after that in the huge glass one in the
bathroom thinking "hmmm should I get a mirror on my bedroom ceiling
perhaps so the first thing I see will definately be me" that I noticed
the "thing". That awful thing was just lying there- pretending it was
happy to see me. In its freakish kindof way. The most awful couch I
have ever seen. Very orange and very brown. and very badtaste. But Ok,
in a flat where a thousand things can go wrong, one ugly couch is not
much to deal with - I'll just change the covers and pretend I never had
this vision. Can't guarantee it won't spark some nightmares once and a
while... but at least I will have my own flat!! Signed the papers,
payed 3 months rent and got the keys. For the first time I will be
living on my own, where I can pee with the door open at all times and
put my name in sparkly pink letters on the letterbox. I could even
plaster all the walls with cute baby animals if I wanted to - but don't
worry...I wont. Not all of them. A little boudoir for the little miss Kolka in the 15eme
arrondissement - just waiting to be taken over.

That's what I call a bloody good monday...

Its great to have a job. Even if it means that you have to wake up early every morning.
Well I dont wake up that early actually these days but I better make the best out of it now because it will change soon enough. I haven't got the planning for my shifts yet but we are supposed to start working at the station in "realtime" the 23th of october. (which doesn't mean I'm not working actually, I even have long meetings almost every night - which is fun, don't get me wrong) 

Since I am on the english team, as we like to call it - I will probably work in one of these 3 possible shifts when we start the essay period:

From 1.am to 9 am in the morning
        7 am to 4 p.m in the afternoon or
        4.pm to midnight.

That means I get to work two hours before I am supposed to be on air to prepare around 12 editions per day. That seams reasonable to me. It looks alot better than it did in the beginning when we were told that since we weren't enough producers, the english ones would have to do both channels, the one in french and the one in english at the same time in the middle of the night! Or that we will be 8 hours straight on air, which is just impossible. Come on people, lets not kid ourselves. If we want to be performant we can't afford having burned out producers after just one month. Its going to be hard enough to do 3 jobs instead of one... (producer, script, editor) without adding extra burden on top. Thankfully we'll have assistants to follow our every moove.

Anyway, I am glad to see that the team in general is rather enthousiastic about the whole project. The journalists arrived around 2 weeks ago, haven't met half of them since they are around 150 but they seem to have very interesting backgrounds. Plus there are some cute ones ;) hehe ("Hey girl, that's not very professional, remember you will have to have some authority over these young chaps") That's right, I can't afford loosing my cool for a pretty face. but its not because you walk in to the store and have a look around that it means that you will buy anything. Hope the "family" will protect me from the beautiful masses...hehe (but Kamilla, you'll never know.. I'll be sure to send you an email with the dirty details)

The family here being the 10 producers I have learned to live with this past month. I make it sound awful when actually its been really great. They are all so nice and its weird how you can get close to people being with them all day every day. And when we don't see each other (the groupe was divided this last week) I actually miss them. Miss the Belgian that talks the perfect queens english or the new-yorker that has this wonderful way of "humbleness" in every sentence. Without forgetting the gorgeous little beautyqueen coming back from asia with her bright make-up and high heels. We've had to impose certain things as well - and its been great to see how strong the group is and how everyone stands together. This togetherness is going to be important when we will launch the two channels- since we have to work very closely together to insure that we will have exactly the same programs, at the same time on both channels. Something that seems still a bit hard to concieve, especially for live newsbroadcast.

But with a team like that, everything seems possible.  

I have decided to change address and to express myself on new territory, therefore on this new blog

http://kolka.blogg.org

I really hope I can bring some interesting points to your attention -
speak openely and freely about anything, share some funny stories from
the tv-world but that being said I also hope to get some feedback
from the occasional reader.

Please don't be shy..

" They may take our lives but they'll never take our freedom!"

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