Not much grosses me out. But this... this did the trick. Watch someone pull out a blackhead this woman's had for a freakin' quarter of a century. It's like a Tootsie Roll. (Did I just ruin Tootsie Rolls for you? Sorry.)
What I Do, Job-wise: So. Much. Other than playing on-air every day (and on DO YOU HATE IT? Sunday nights), you might get an e-mail response from me if you write in asking to know the name of a song or whether we're looking for interns. I'm all over the place, like a ninja, but less stealthy.