I peed at the CBC.
You will be shocked to know that the bathroom looks nothing like the one in the picture. It's actually very utilitarian - no Wendy Messley wallpaper, no Barbara Budd hand lotion - just two stalls and a couple of lockers with some gym bags piled on top of them.
It was not the Valhalla that I had always envisioned it being.
I used to drive past the building on Memorial Drive on my way to work every day, thinking there's the place where the magic happens. I've been in the building a few times, mostly just in the lobby during the annual food drive, but once in the inner sanctum of the on-air studio, but even then it was only to sign a poster.
Last night I had a meeting there, a sub-committee meeting for the CBC Calgary Reads book sale, for which I recently signed on as a volunteer. It's going to be a fun gig and I am pretty excited about it. I'll be writing stories for placement in community newsletters, press releases in local publications, online content, that sort of thing. It's a really good cause, raising money to provide one on one tutoring for grade one and two students who have trouble learning to read.
And speaking of reading, I'd like to invite you over to New Canadian Modern to read my latest article - Greyhound Nation. It's based on my interview with the roots artist, community radio DJ, and record store goddess, Allison Brown, on a whistle stop during her recent western Canadian Greyhound bus tour.
I won't say it makes for good bathroom reading, but I do think you'll enjoy it.