My First Completed Assignment

Now as I have a long list of assignments to plough through, I thought it best to start off slowly and ease my way into the whole operation. So I'd looked through my list to see what I can chalk off straight away. I have started to carry around with me my list of assignments at all times nowadays like Earl Hickey from My Name is Earl, except without the perfect moustache and I'm not thinking about the consequences of my actions will take in a sort of hippie/karma way.

Then I saw the perfect one to get things going, assignment no 60. Write a press release about an everyday event.

Now from here on out I feel that it is a good thing that I'm not taking karma or any other Buddhist preaching into account for this project as the first chance I got, I basically took the opportunity to cause mischief. As an aspiring journalist I will be dealing with press releases all the time except for this one the exhibition tells us to:

“Write up a very official press release for something that you encounter on an everyday basis and send it to at least three news publications.”

As it happened I went through something that people do encounter every day up and down the land just a matter of hours ago, waiting all day for a delivery that never comes. To cut a long story short, lots of people drinking at my house, washing machine got destroyed to the point of no return, new washing machine required, told to be in the house between the hours of 1 and 6. Although in hindsight it might as well have said between the hours of 1 and next September...and it still would of turned up sometime in November. With my rant over, here is the actual press released I distributed to three publications.

For immediate release: Man waits for new washing machine to arrive.
A man living in Sunderland was told to wait for his new washing machine between the hours of 1 and 6 was left disappointed as the machine never arrived. The man who wished to remain anonymous was left furious as he mentioned how he "wanted to go outside and see the wonders that this Earth has to offer rather than stay inside all day making sure I didn't miss it." It was only after checking his voicemails later that day that he found out that the delivery address was spelt wrong and that the delivery man was looking for a different address all together. "You couldn't make it up" added the washing machine less man.

The three papers I sent this to were the Sunderland Echo (you never know they might just have printed it) The Daily Mail ( just because what I imagine the person’s face who works for this paper would look like as they read through it amused me) and the New York Times (well, you have to have ambition don't you.) As of yet I have received no reply or found my story published anywhere.