rockinricky

I saw the program director for the local "modern rock" radio station at a bar after the Dropkick Murphys/Casualties show the other day. We advertised on that station when we first opened the store just under 6 months ago. Our ad ran on Sunday nights during "The Punk Show" of which the program director is a DJ.

So the program director/punk show DJ has never been to my store, even though we are the only place to buy punk merchandise in the region. Since I was drunk, and she was pretty wasted herself I decided to give her some shit about it.

me:So what's up (MD) why are you faking? you still haven't been to my store yet, what's up with that?

MD:You want to know why I'm faking? because you paid me a lot of money to fake, that's why I'm faking.

The conversation went south from there. I started bringing up the few things their sales rep blatantly lied about before and after we bought the advertising. Her response was "He's a salesman!" with a big grin like I was an idiot for expecting anything less.

Marco and I don't look like business men at all. We have tattoos all over and live in jeans and T-shirts. But still, what kind of shit is that to say to your advertisers? It was a blatant lack of respect for me as someone who is running a business and one of their customers. It wouldn't have pissed me off so bad if she wasn't the fake ass punk rock dj.

Dumb bitch has know idea how retarded she is. Like that time at the Cramps show when she said that she's seen them before, then later fucked up and said she didn't and covered it up by saying she used to watch this Cramps video all the time. Not that it's a big deal, because it's not. I'm just like "why are you in charge?"

I don't get it . . .