Only in Chicago. After I finished up a live remote from Millenium Park the other day, we still had time on the clock with the microwave remote truck. Never one to waste resources, I decided to test out the conventional wisdom that Chicagoans are more friendly – and willing to bend over backwards to help even a stranger.
I stood in front of the Bean (actually the Gateway Cloud) pretending to be in distress. Mary our producer screamed at me from the truck, intern Brett shouted a frantic countdown to when I’d be “live” on the air — AND OUR GUEST STILL HADN’T ARRIVED.
I needed someone to help me out – and I found him