Today’s oral history started with the interviewee refusing to let me in until his friend arrived. Which was great since it was cold and rainy, and his “friend” was running forty five minutes late.
The interview ended with the interviewee not wanting me to leave and a somewhat awkward conversation about the state of his prostate.
I love my job.
1 comment:
Hey, Bedford's not boring!
And also, the next time you are all the way over in Tarrant county, let me know! We can do lunch!
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