Thursday, September 04, 2008

Don't Play On My Phone...I Don't Care If You Are the Radio

In the morning I listen to Don Imus. Say what you want, he's funny and I like his show. Yes, he was talking out of the side of his neck earlier this year (or was it last year? I don't even remember) calling one of the college basketball players (of a predominantly Black team) a nappy headed hoe but I'm past that. He was punished; he acknowledged his HORRIBLE mistake and there you have it. Well this morning, my radio just wouldn't act right so I was forced to listen to V103...barf, barf, and more barf.




I just can't listen to V103 because they are so ridiculous sometimes. Plus, I used to work in the same building they are broadcast out of. I've had my fair share of that channel. Well this morning, one of the DJ's decided to handle some kind of altercation with two callers over the air. I listened to bits and pieces. Seems one chick had been texting another chick's dude and the radio felt the need to air that laundry out. Problem is....if you choose to reveal some information OR out someone over the air, prepare yourself for if someone wants to act a donkey. One woman chose to respond as she would if this altercation was happening front and center. As she should, in my opinion. Well, the DJ could sense that this conversation was about to get OUT OF CONTROL so she thanked them both for being on the radio and tried to shoo them off.




This is where I have a problem. Granted, this isn't a prank call but at this point, you gone listen to what I have to say since you want to call my telephone like I am entertainment for the masses. At this point, I would consider you playing on my phone. It was okay for you to get me and this heffa on the phone to hash it out over the airwaves but when I acted my natural self, you want to shut me down? No. Not having it.




See, I couldn't work in the broadcasting industry because if my job is to entertain the public, THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I'M GOING TO DO; every minute I am employed there. I would have let those heffas rip each other a new bunghole because some silly man don't know how to keep his texting under control. I was tempted to call in and ask if they were from Detroit and if said man was related to Kwame Kilpatrick. It was some foolishness that actually got entertaining right when the DJ realized it was about to be a When Keeping It Real Goes Wrong moment. Shucks!




Moral of that story, radio people...stop playing on folks phones UNLESS you really want to see/hear it go down over the airwaves.

2 points of view:

Brilliance Is A Habit (c) Unknown said...

Honestly, I didn't know who Don Imus was until he made that statement. Anywho, it sounds like the show was just poorly done. If your not going to solve the problem don't open it up. Idiots. Lmao

Assertive Wit said...

we've had the pleasure of running into idiots for the last couple of months, huh?

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