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Polito, do you remember what it means to be a journalist? Marcia




" Am not worthy to teeeee not deserve you piùùùù, but not in the world, there is no one who was wrong once .
sang well, back in 1965, Gianni Morandi . And this is the refrain that I was back in mind a few days ago.
I was in via Delle Botteghe Dark , Number 6 . For the uninitiated, is the new headquarters of the Reform . It was 18 and that was my last stop of the tour Roman editorial offices of newspapers that day. Some of you will know that I moved to Rome to try to work as a journalist.
Well, no more personal matters, now get to the point.
I was there to reception of the newspaper directed by Antonio Polito . As usual I was told to leave my CV then that someone would seek to take direction.
As usual I asked to speak with a manager in person, because I knew that my CV would not be seen by anyone and, as usual, I was denied this possibility.
Then I settled to sign the authorization to process data and just as I was writing the B of B, appears at the door, the first pipe, then the nose and finally the entire Antonio Polito Supermega Director in person, including mustache . Widened his eyes, after recognizing him, "What a bum!-I thought-finally un po' di fortuna".
Gli sorrido, e con un tono divertito, ma convinto gli chiedo: "direttore posso consegnarlo direttamente a lei il mio CV?".
In tutta risposta, il supermega direttore Antonio Polito in persona, pipa, nasone e baffi compresi, mi guarda... e se ne va.

In un'altra circostanza ci avrei riso su, ma quel giorno non avevo tanto da ridere. Prima di arrivare al Riformista sono passata al Messaggero , al Tempo , al CorSera , all' Unità , al Manifesto . Nei migliori dei casi, non sono riuscita ad andare oltre il gabbiotto delle guardie, che con un sorriso ironico e beffardo mi dicevano che non potevo incontrare nessuno, and that would lead them my CV to the personnel office.
Manifesto unity and instead I received. The first to say that since May has declared a state of financial crisis, which are all in layoffs and shift work. The second to tell me I do not sail in the waters best. When I saw
Polito out the door of the drawing I thought maybe the luck was finally turning in my direction.
I was wrong.
The director must have forgotten what it means to make his way in the newsroom. I think he also forgot what it means to knock on every door asking to submit your resume to be received and evaluated in their abilities. Maybe he does not know that if you do not saints in heaven have not read the pieces you've written or exchange if you are good or not. Maybe once
who runs a newspaper, or a position of respect within it, do not you be more interested in the effort to come, much less, you are interested to be in solidarity with those who, today, runs through your own footsteps.

" not worthy to teeeeeee, piùùùùù not deserve you, but not in the world, there is no one who was wrong once . Thanks

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