What Do You Want to Be When You Grow Up?

i had a piece of copy in my hand that was a correction sent upstairs from the newsroom to the composing room. i saw this mistake, i put my finger on the type, and to illustrate to the printer where where he needed to put a block of corrected type. And all of a sudden, the composing room foreman, a big man named iwisus baker, took his arm and every piece of type,. he just shoved on to the floor and on to the wing tipped shoes of sid upsten, this very elegant city editor. He said, what do you want to be when you grow up? I said, a reporter. What makes you think you can be a