When Professor Collins said “anything that can go wrong is going to go wrong,” I didn’t know just how serious she was.
After completing my entire project on snow removal on campus, with footage of the trucks, workers and shovels scraping away day and night, something went wrong.
I removed my SD card from the camera and it felt somewhat hot. I plugged it into my computer to give it one last look to make sure everything that I wanted done was completed and clicked play. When I did, about five seconds after, I got an error message: The media could not be played because the card is damaged or corrupted.
Naturally, I lost my mind. All my backups were deleted. All my outside-of-class work was gone. Everything. The camera cooked my SD card to the point where it became unusable. Great, just great.
Thankfully, I have my car back on campus and was able to frantically buy another one from Walmart last night, but the snow removal wasn’t a guarantee at that point. I mean, I didn’t know what the chances were that snow would fall again overnight, so I needed a new plan.
I fell back onto my, well, fallback plan: Filming a coffee shop.
I started at night and filmed around closing time as the worker remained busy until the doors were shut. I used a combination of angle and shots to create my new narrative, though, I was a little hesitant about being too invasive. The worker was OK with everything; the customer’s faces told me they weren’t as OK.
Still, I got over their discomfort and pushed on. The homework I intended to do this morning became my overnight mission, as I knew the next step would be waking up and filming the coffee shop around the time it opened — at 7 a.m.
It’s also probably important to note that I’m not a morning person. Especially when morning and night blur into one in a classic, college all-nighter.
I managed to get everything finished with plenty of time to spare, which was nice. It doesn’t change that I’m sinking into my chair as I write this in desperate need of sleep, but that’s the life of a journalism major, I suppose. You would think I would be used to this by now.
Did I mention that I’m also getting sick?