We didn’t have a TV when I was a kid, but I remember watching Sesame Street at my grandmother’s house.
This is just what it’s like to do “streeters”. They suck. Seriously. If a reporter asks you to help out with a streeter, be a nice chap and answer his stupid questions. He knows they’re stupid. Just do him a favour and help him to finish the worst part of his day.
Too true, too true.
Even friends won’t talk to you when you do streeters.
And like you say, the questions are always painfully dumb.
Brilliant! I just sent it to some newsroomies.
I remember doing many streeters, but I don’t remember what any of the questions were. That’s how awful they were. Obviously they had no relevance to anything that was actually important at the time.