i hate the radio
March 31, 2011
I have never worked in radio. I’m sure it’s very hard. I’m sure very smart people run radio stations. I’m sure some of them are even good people, with good intentions.
But I hate them.
What do I hate? That when I’m driving to, say, the Black Diamond retail store at lunch to get a pinch in my new ski boot buffed out, every one of the stations I’m interested in listening to is on commercial break.
90.1 NPR? Oh, look, it’s pledge week. Is there anything more annoying?
94.9 (Utah’s Hottest Rock Station!)—Hey, I fixed my eyes, you can too!
96.3 X96 Alternative Rock (And the worst yet inexplicably longest running morning show in the history of radio)—Laser Hair Removal? It’s cheaper than you think!
101.9 The End—Are you in debt? I’ve helped literally MILLIONS of losers like you get debt-free!
103.1 Jack FM (They play what they want, they’re so edgy)—Hey, it’s the eye fixers again. Sweet.
103.5 The Arrow Classic Hits—Are you stuck in a dead end job? (Aren’t we all?) Go to our trade school.
And now that I’m done punching the buttons on my radio, Hey! Look at that! I’m now at the Black Diamond retail store.
I guess I was entertained. Was I not entertained?
I gotta get another book on cd.