feel stupid when you can't come up with something as creative than your co-workers.
like to hang out with your right-brained friends because then you're the "wild one."
aren't concerned with losing your job because it's such a piss-poor field you know they would be doing you a favor.
understand where the term "starving artist" derived.
talk in "headline speak" for grins and shits.
correct your chuch bulletin with a pen during the service or mark up any newsletter that comes in the mail while you're on the phone.
insist on explaining to everyone where the grammar mistakes are in any publication or sign.
actually understand the use of: it vs. it's; your vs. you're; effect and affect; and the use of commas, semicolons and colons.
hope you don't get an assignment that requires a lot of driving because your car might break down.
enjoy reading your dictionary and quizzing your co-workers and friends.
read an e-mail several times before sending it and making at least three editing changes.
you are pressured into making a list because two other journalist-types already have.
when playing Scrabble, you go for the word that is the most impressive, rather than the highest scoring.
you kept all the books you read in college but haven't touched them since.
when you point out that someone made a grammatical error, your significant other just nods wearily and says, "Yes, dear."
you deride your reporters' stupidity silently every time you find a mistake.
you hear about a murder on TV and sigh with relief when you realize it's not in your "coverage area."
you are bothered by the fact that you can't come up with anything clever enough for a list about what writers/journalists actually do.
mock incorrect grammar while allowing yourself any and all "creative" uses. You are, in fact, a professional.
are able to attribute your misspellings such as "independance" or "milenium" to your editor's lack of skill. It's the whole point of having editors, right?
have ever figured out how much more income you could bring in as manager of Taco Bell.
have been prescribed at least three different anti-depressants have seriously considered joining the peace corps but couldn't for fear of being stationed nowhere near a Gap.
you like to eat out but don't order wine or appetizers because you can't afford it.
you have ever spent more than three hours in a cafe and used your debit card to pay for your $1.69 grande coffee.
...you feel that your submission to this site deserves a byline.