Peanut Butter Jelly Time!

To avoid sounding pretentious, I'm not going to write about my section being the best or the backbone of the paper. The reason, of course, is because it's not called a "newspaper" just for laughs.
More importantly, I've come to the conclusion that the offices of The Daily Gamecock are haunted.
The news is all-important and vital, but being scared out of my wits is slightly more significant in my opinion. And that's not hard with all the weird kids walking around the Student Media offices, me included.
Every time I come up to the newsroom alone, I hear it -- the Phantom Staffer.
While sitting at my desk last year, precociously typing my little heart out, I heard a sound that reminded me of typing from the dark dungeon that is the Sports desk. I'm not that observant, so I went to check if our sports editor, Alex Riley, was working.
There was no one there.
About 15 minutes later, I heard the same typing noises. Being the intrepid journalist that I am, and the slightly stupid freshman I was, I decided to look one more time.
Again, no one was there.
And such has been the case since then. Every day during non-production hours, I hear the sounds of the Phantom Staffer, working diligently on the next day's issue.
It's gotten to the point that I've convinced our Metro editor, Nick Needham, that there is someone back there working and made him check more than once to make sure.
Call me crazy or over-caffeinated, but someone's there ... and they're waiting to get to the next big breaking story.
But not if I beat 'em to it.

-- Jackie Alexander
News Editor
(Not a crazy psycho)