Heather Mayer

Heather Mayer

Copy Editor, Asst. Copy Editor

Spring 2007, Spring 2008

I didn’t expect to be writing a duck; I thought my time here was over and done with after just one semester, yet the good ol’ D.O. called me back for another. Another semester of late nights, massive amounts of PUP food at 11 p.m., cracked out co-workers and glaring style and grammar errors. Ah, the life of a copy editor. To say I won’t miss The D.O. is a lie. I will miss it in all its glory.

Let me do one of those shoutouts no one other than the people directly involved will understand, thus everyone else probably won’t read.



PUP food: I wont miss the 10 pounds I’m about to lose after I’ve stopped eating you. But I will miss the loud, intimidating, hunger-driven cries of ‘PUP FOOD’ from downstairs.

AJ: I remember your Yoohoo and fruit snacks in ETS fall of sophomore year and was then surprised to see you heading my interview for my first position here. Never a dull moment with you, Chavar. Especially with new computer wallpaper every time you were near my computer. Dirty man.

Andy: Go f*** yourself.

Heathbar: My name soulmate and fellow lightweight. The kids say HELLOOOO HEATHBAR!!! Definitely missed working with you this semester, but I am anticipating beer tour in the fall. This semester was pretty hard. That’s what she said. I probably won’t miss the extremely late nights at The D.O. That’s what she said. Too much? Never. That’s what she said. Kthanksbye.

Featch spring 07: There’s no snuggling in feature. Brian, Heath and Andy… I have to give props to our section. Definitely had the most fun working next to 315 and having writers disappear on us and writers ‘quit.’ ‘Cause writers get paid and all. Our mac heds were pretty awesome too, don’t you reckon? My top two favorites: Merchandise for a bu-bu-buck and I SU.

‘Steve:’ Don’t get angry Steve, we love you. (For those of you who get that – props.)

Lauren, Kyle: We survived. Well at least I think we did. I’m writing this before receiving a grade…

Lauren: Next year is going to be sweet. We might order Insomnia every night.

701 Euclid: I’m sorry I didn’t get to see more of you. I’ll visit the 728 Sumner aka the DooM haus next year for sure. (And good luck in the real world, Deb.)

Conor: I’d be more than happy to copy read your papers in the future. And go on our own, special PUP food runs…but not at 11 p.m.

Shayna: You should have worked out on the porch. I enjoy your sense of humor. Still feel free vent. 😉

The Porch: First off, this is my porch. It’s the copy porch, kthanks. Second, I’m the oldest and the sexiest so…that counts for like 10. We should try to install that trapdoor, though I think given the circumstances, we probably won’t need it. Stop chucking chicken nuggets, by the way. And please be quiet, I’m trying to read.

Levin: My fellow Jew friend. I hope Tulsa works out for you, and I hope they appreciate your free promo clothing as much as we did.

JP: I survived both The D.O. and 405. Thanks for your support and D.O. anecdotes. I’m looking forward to my two weeks crashing with you this summer. I anticipate late nights of Newhouse KoolAid, perhaps?

Fox Force: I wish I had more bonding nights and not have to leave practice early or come late (that’s what she said)…but Hbomb will be in full force next year. No worries and no babies.

Kicia: Zabs, I love you. I appreciate your ‘constructive’ criticism of our publication. More importantly, I don’t know what I’m going to do without you next year. Perhaps sip Honey Brown and mock people by myself? Diiig.

Jeff: Thanks for the support when I was stressing and thanks for reading my articles. Your articles are still in the archives, and I found all the copy errors – don’t worry. Looking forward to this summer. I love you!

Mom and Dad: You don’t have to worry anymore about me walking home alone at 2 a.m. Rest assured. Now you’ll just have to worry about me coming home from bars at 4 a.m., but at least I’ll be belligerent toward possible attackers.

Future D.O. staffers: This place will teach you more than any college course (even Newhouse) ever could. Listen to your editors, and you’ll end up spending some of your best nights at 744 Ostrom.

To everyone: Remember: I juge you when you use poor grammer, lack ap style, and have shotty spelling





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