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Let's see: you'll have people you interview make snide comments about the good ole "Herald Exagerator," or the "Substandard Exagerator," or "The Daily Urinal" for as long as you are in journalism - every paper is labeled thusly, no matter where you go. Then, after the story is published, everyone and their pet-dog-Barney will disparage every word you wrote - yep; everyone is, indeed, a critic. You'll probably hate your editor because, after a lifetime of being a journalist, they hate everyone but themselves. Your entire life will become a never-ending deadline and you will never have the so-called regular hours. You'll fight with the photographers because they never seem to see eye-to-eye in terms of how a story should be illustrated. And while all your friends - with other degrees - drive nice cars and live in comfortable homes, you'll be driving old jalopies and living in rundown apartments because the pay sucks and you will have to move often in order to ever get ahead/be promoted. Other than that, it's a great way of life. Good luck with that.