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Flashback Friday: Reporter Sean Adkins, 38, explains social media of the 1990s

Business Reporter Sean Adkins ponders how the world has changed.

Business Reporter Sean Adkins ponders how the world has changed.

Today, someone was making a video for our Teen Takeover staff. Folks around here were asked to share their tips for teen journos.

I was asked to explain what social media was like when I was a kid. Basically it barely existed, I said. (Aside from this gem.)

I shared the question with fellow business reporter Sean Adkins. He’s 38.

Crap was really in the stone age back then. Continue reading

From iPhone photo, to online, to print: Royal Farms chicken takes a tumble

A large chicken takes a tumble.

So, this is a first.

I was working this Saturday, and all hell broke loose with the weather.

I was driving back to the office from lunch when a monsoon erupted.

I called my editor and asked if I should get a photo of something going on to post with a web update.

The rain. People hating the rain. Whatever.

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Mapping social reactions to the York Galleria mall cockroach infestation: I’m multi-platform, yo.

This is the closed food court, caution tape and all. My editor, Cathy Hirko, noticed I’m getting a little artsy fartsy with my iPhone photos.

The other day, I posted about Gathering Point, this neat tool you can use to make social maps that update in realtime to complement stories.

On Tuesday, I had the perfect opportunity to see it in action: A cockroach infestation that closed the food court at the York Galleria mall.

On a side note, that day, I pretty much almost crashed my car on Rt. 30.

En route to the mall, I had my notepad pinned against the steering wheel while I took notes from Department of Agriculture spokeswoman Samantha Krepps. Continue reading

Distraction du jour: Creepin’ on my neighborhood using social mapping tool GatheringPoint

What’s going on in Boyer’s neighborhood? Click the map.

So, because WordPress is dumb, and I can’t figure out how to embed an iFrame into the non-customized blog that I barely pay anything annually for, here’s the deal:

Today, my editor Cathy Hirko gave me a distraction that, if executed properly, should keep me sufficiently amused all weekend.  Continue reading

Guerrilla marketing win! Social media pushes our project back into ydr.com Top 10.

So, I had my doubts about guerrilla marketing stories.

To me, it just seems like a hassle — not to mention irritating — to be posting EVERY story I write on random Facebook walls, forums, blogs and the like.

But yesterday proved me wrong.

Our “Risky Business” package had dropped off the radar of ydr.com’s Top 10.

Sean and I may have shed a tear.

Alas, we weren’t ready to throw in the towel. This project is the result of months worth of work. Continue reading

Gettin’ out there: office hours for ideaLab yields story for York Daily Record co-worker

Tell people where you are, and they will come.

On Tuesday, I had a visitor during my ideaLab office hours at Central Market.

It was Sue Diaz, spokeswoman for The Potter’s House, a 300-member Hispanic congregation that’s hoping to buy a historic church in downtown York.

She had corresponded with me earlier that day via the ydr.com Facebook page, where I had posted my location for the morning. Continue reading

The complaint department: A local example of social media’s impact on patron-business interaction

Originally published on the Money & More cover of the York Daily Record/Sunday News on Sunday, February 5, 2012.

***I found this story while trolling on Twitter last weekend. Some seemed shocked at the interaction that appeared on their Facebook newsfeed. I decided to pursue it as a local example of a situation that plagues business across the country.

By LAUREN BOYER 
Daily Record/Sunday News

Joyce Salazar was washing bar dishes last weekend when a frustrated group mistakenly identified her as a member of the waitstaff.

That’s when the owner of La Casa De Tapas, which opened last year, said she swallowed a profanity-laced insult from a member of the party, frustrated that a table wasn’t available on that busy Saturday night. They had made a reservation, she said, earlier that day.

Salazar made some space at the bar. She offered them complimentary drinks and tapas – small Spanish, Peruvian and Mediterranean dishes – while they waited.

Nothing, she said, seemed to calm them down. Continue reading