Let us eat cake

I’d like to give a shout-out to my fellow Daily Gamecocker Josh Rabon, who now has the reputation of losing multiple eating contests to a girl -- me.
I’ll be the first to say that I’m no copy-editing expert, and that the job can be very stressful.
We have been known to joke around with each other and find any means necessary to entertain ourselves to alleviate the pressure.
Downtime in the production room consists of YouTube, Facebook and the occasional over-achiever studying in the corner.
Being one of the few staff members who gets the privilege of working into the wee hours of the morning, I realize firsthand that it takes more than caffeine to get my blood pumping and eyes in focus.
I am a strong proponent of the sugar coma, especially when induced by miniature, frosted cakes.
And this is where the eating contests come in.
It all began with me and Josh hovering over the refreshment table at a party one weekend. Watching me select a cupcake, he naively challenged me to an eating duel. With one swift flick of the wrist, the competition was over and our tradition was off to the races.
Cake, egg rolls, pumpkin bread -- what have you -- Josh tries to raise the stakes by bringing different mediums to the table. This, of course, never affects the outcome.
I normally don’t consider myself to be a highly competitive person -- but then again, who doesn’t like to win?
Surrounded by our coworkers, late night competitions always spark interest. Although there have been many close calls and disputes, the true champion still reigns.
No matter how many times I complain about going to work, how I wish my afternoon nap could last just a little bit longer and how I dread getting reprimanded for an error on the front page -- I know that at the end of the day, I can always take a cupcake and eat my way to newsroom glory.

--Copy desk
Kelly LaCorte
Assistant copy desk chief