The Pre-Story of Benjamin James Knapik
Wednesday, July 26, 2006 is the day I was told the news, then, it was a bombshell,
now I look back, it was a happy day.
I remember that day fondly…
It was a Wednesday, I was set to get off work at 6:30 pm. I was working with Susan, and we were doing a live shot at America the Beautiful park. After my 6:00 pm live shot I was done, and Corinna had asked me to bring her some food at work. So I was going to. I was packing up from my live shot and I get a call, there is a standoff and you are the only one who can go. I head that way, and call Corinna and advise her of what is going on, needless to say, she is less than thrilled!
I am at the standoff about 2 1/2 hours, and I need to get back to the station to feed the video down for someone to write the story. I call Corinna and advise her I will be unable to bring her food, she is ticked, to say the least. I am heading home from work, and I call her, and say, since we both did not get dinner, why not pick something up. She agrees.
I could not wait to I go home, the night before, one of the local weather guys from another station was a doing a update, and everything went wrong, like no audio. So they go back to the programming, and he rips into the studio crew, dropping the F Bomb a few times, and his audio goes out OVER air. So the GM was going to be on the 10 pm newscast to talk to the viewers, and I was all excited to see what he had to say. So Corinna gets home around 9:45 pm, I have the trays all setup, ready for dinner. She comes in, and puts the food on the counter, She tells me which bag is mine, I say OK. I do some other stuff, and she tells me again which bag is mine, I tell her ok, I grab my bag, go sit in my chair, and get ready for the news… I open the bag, there is a stuffed toy in the bag… I think to myself, did she get me a kids meal, I look at the toy, and it has a rattle type noise inside. I am thinking… what they hell is this… Corinna says to me, “Read the Card”, so I am not sure what it going on, I open the card and it says…” I took a test today…” My jaw slowly dropped, and I did not say a word, Corinna started crying and said “I have been waiting all day to tell you…” I think I said “Are you F&*^ing kidding!?” not sure if she was joking… I said “are you SURE, any chance it could be wrong?” Corinna said, “the test is 99% accurate” and I said “So you saying there a 1% chance that it is wrong!?” Corinna then says to me, “this is accurate and I going to take another test.”
At this point, I am thinking…. OH NO! This can not be happening, she is messin with me… This can not be…
Corinna walks out of the bathroom and shows me the test thingie… it is positive…I say to her “So now there is a .5% chance?” I then remember not saying anything for a moment or to, I get up, go to the fridge, and get a Mike’s Hard Lemonade and drink that up in a heartbeat, I sit back down, and realize that I had missed the GM talking about the F Bomb. I then recall, not saying much.
I then get miles and I had to go tell him, and I had to make some phone calls to let some people know back in Detroit.
What a day.