so in case the agenda and post it notes weren't enough...

Today I saw John Howard.

This John Howard:


Not this John Howard:


The reason why I say I saw John Howard rather than met John Howard was because he rocked up three minutes late, sat down for the next twenty seven minutes where I proceeded to answer phone calls from callers and stare at the back of his balding head wondering if he put foundation on his bald patch like Dr Phil does.

All the while, his advisor or whatever was sitting behind us two producers doing what my mum does. Yelling at the radio, giving answers to questions raised and heavens to Betsy if they say some wrong - they will let you know about it. Just it was a little odd because he was doing it in the producers' booth. Any other time, it would be incredibly funny, but because I was answering talkback calls, trying desperately to listen to the callers of the din of the other producer's voice, I just wanted to turn around to this guy and say 'shoosh up!' Except it would have been in much more colourful language.

But I couldn't because worst case scenario, he was one of Johnny's goons. Best case scenario, he really was his advisor/minder and I would never work in the industry ever again.

So I shut up and kept taking phone calls.

And I got sent out on the booze run an hour early.

But in great news, I love doing work experience there. Maybe I got lucky. Maybe I got the cruisy day. But I get along really well with the people I deal with, I work on a Friday, I got paid to do some stuff for them. The best bit is when you come to the end of the show and the producer goes, 'Thanks for today, I don't know what I would have done without you.'

Brilliant.