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| Another Radio Adventure |
| 07.19.04 (1:08 pm) [edit] |
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After working at the college radio station for a year or so, "THE" major station in town called to offer me a job. I was torn because I loved the independent attitude of the college station and the cutting edge approach but the thought of actually getting paid for work sounded like more fun. So, my first shift at the station was on a Saturday night. I was doing the 12am - 7am shift. (VERY long for a radio shift.) All my friends were going to be listening, etc. I'm on the air and all is rocking... One of my best friends is on the speakerphone keeping me company. I have to go to the bathroom. The station is in an office building where the bathroom is shared by everyone on the floor. I put in a long song (something by REM) and sashay to the bathroom sans shoes or my purse. I do my 'business' and go back to the door to the radio station. I enter the 4 digit code. It doesn't open. I try again. No luck. (I have a great memory for that stuff). I keep trying. It ain't opening. I think "SHIT!" I still have 4 mins before the song is over.... I don't have my shoes or my car keys, so I can't go get help. I don't have the access card to re-enter the building, so if I leave, I have to make sure I had a way in. I tried propping open the door to the outside to trigger security to come. No luck. I think to myself that my friends live down the street, when they hear us go off-air, that they'll come down and figure something out. The program director's number isn't listed in the phone book, so I couldn't just call information to get it. I figure someone from the station will come up here.... So I sit in the lobby. Until 6:45am when the next dj walks into the bldg. He asks me "WTF are you doing here?" I explained to him that we had been off the air since 1:45 am. Sirens go off in the radio booth when there is deadair for 30 seconds or more - the sirens were going off when we entered the studio. It turns out the Program Director had fired someone Friday afternoon and neglected to tell me that they had changed the security code on the door... My friends' response was "we wondered what was up". Thanks a lot. Thanks a f'ing lot! |
posted by: NightBreed (reply)
post date: 07.19.04 (10:50 am)
lol.. bless your heart
posted by: SheSpecies (reply)
post date: 07.19.04 (12:10 pm)
Hehehehe
posted by: Atomsk (reply)
post date: 07.19.04 (3:25 pm)
So what did the boss say about it. Did you get yelled at or did he take the heat for it.
posted by: lawngnome (reply)
post date: 07.19.04 (6:23 pm)
Ouch! I take it you guys don't use automation yet....
Wait until you get into the wonderful world of voice tracking. Do your whole shift in an hour, play solitaire the remaining six.....
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 07.20.04 (2:32 pm)
Reply to: lawngnome
This was a few years ago - I'm outta the biz now...
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 07.20.04 (2:33 pm)
Reply to: Atomsk
It was HER fault. She apologized but I was traumatized.
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 07.20.04 (2:42 pm)
Reply to: XAirborneRTO
Bad Karma? What have I done to deserve bad karma?
posted by: rinna (reply)
post date: 07.21.04 (5:35 am)
rofl now you need a portapotty in the room..lol that's hilarious, thanks for sharing. :)
x r x
posted by: rcarter8766 (reply)
post date: 07.21.04 (8:23 am)
My concern here is, if the friends were wondering what was up...why werent thy concerned about what happen to you?
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 07.21.04 (8:25 am)
Reply to: rcarter8766
Me too. But I think they were drunk/stoned/getting laid and didn't want to admit it.
posted by: rcarter8766 (reply)
post date: 07.21.04 (8:32 am)
Reply to: ScubaDiva
That or they were just pretending to listen to you...and didnt want to fess up.
posted by: ODUwildman (reply)
post date: 07.21.04 (10:26 pm)
damn, eerily similar to what happened to me while broadcasting an ODU men's basketball game a few years back.
We never EVER seemed to get anyone to run the board at our little 30 watt station, so usually one of us would run from the arena to the studio, I'd call the studio, they'd flip the switch, check the levels and run back to the game, usually 3 or 4 minutes into the first half.
Well over the holiday, they changed the code on us... thankfully, we're non-commercial, so advertisers weren't pissed, since we didn't have any.
Ah, I love the industry, but not really as a DJ, although I had one of the best shows on WODU at the time, "The Twinkie Show"
It's a lot like my blog, random shit, serious shit, funky mixes of music, live shows I'd recorded....
I love breaking the FCC rules...
posted by: ScubaDiva (reply)
post date: 07.22.04 (4:56 am)
Reply to: ODUwildman
30 watts? LMAO They prolly couldn't hear you 1 mile away when the sun goes down...
I don't know if I could have put all that effort into it if it was for 30 watts. Kudos to you.
I did a variety of different speciality shows too. It was a hoot. But the ones that were the most fun were the ones off the cuff.
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