WARNING: Long, grumpy, hangover rant ahead....
Pardon my fellow DJs out there on SW. This is a rant. I repeat. This is just a rant.
I hate this new fucking DJ that we have at my club. I took a couple of weeks off of work and he acts like he owns the Goddamned place now. I wanted to beat the FUCK outta him last night, I swear!
First, I go to hand him my sign-in slip so he can put me on the rotation roster and politely tell him I want to dance to Reggae (I always start off with Reggae to introduce myself to the crowd because of my island-girl theme). He proceeds to ignore me and play with his computer system and look up 'Idontknowwhatthefuckforsomebodyelse.' I'm standing there tapping my heel waiting for him, and then politely ask him which dancer I will be dancing after. He proceeds to ignore me again. Finally I blurt out loudly, "Please let me know when you are finished doing what you are doing, so I can GET TO WORK!" I stomp off, and he says, "Yeah, baby, go ahead and get to work." I don't even know who the FUCK I am going to be dancing after for the next couple of hours-- I'm just working until I hear him call my stage name and say 'check sound.'
So the second time I go to the booth to give him my songs, I tell him I want to dance to 'Prince.' I tell him I want to dance to 'Cream' first and then 'Erotic City.' He tells me, "Actually, I'm going to have you dance to 'Erotic City' first and then 'Cream' because we want to play the fast song first... we don't want to put the audience to sleep." WTF??? I tell him politely that I want the songs switched to the order I want them.
Of course, when I go on stage... he has them playing in HIS order anyway!
Also, while he was getting my songs, a random female custy came to booth and by coincidence requested him to play 'Prince.' He said to her, "If I play Prince do you promise to tip her?"...(as he points at me). Then he proceeds to tap me on the shoulder and say, "See? Now that girl is gonna tip you!" Like he did me the most GINORMOUS favor in the fucking world and I owe him BIG TIME. Motherfucker, PLEASE! I know how to do my damn job... and the girl probably would've come up to the stage and tipped me anyway (custies like this almost always do if you dance to a song they like). SHUT.THE.FUCK.UP and just push PLAY~!!!![]()
At the end of the night during tip-out, he was looking at me like I was going to give him a FAT tip, and I didn't. I gave him the minimum. Whatta fucking pain in the motherfucking ass! I know how to do my job. I am an independent contractor. You are the support staff. The more annoying you are and the harder you make it for me... the LESS you will get from me. Don't asshole DJs like this get it!?
*exhales*
Okay, that was my Wednesday night Stupid-Fuckstick-Dickbag DJ rant.![]()



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