"Dave the Spackler," formerly known as "Dave the Stoner," is a big fan of satellite radio. (Dave has been walking the straight and narrow for the last three years and even picked up an Associates Degree in design from ECC.) Two weeks ago, he comes to the job with his new, smaller XM receiver and spends the day working like a pack of beavers with headphones on, not saying more than ten words to anybody.
"Willie the Heckler," who's always been known as "Willie the Heckler," is a smart ---(c'mon guys, don't [edit] that!) cut-up who was always a hoot, especially on jobs that were gritty and pure dridgery (tear-outs and tear-downs are no fun when plaster lathe is involved.) It seems Willie was "given" an iPod for Christmas. We're still not sure if it was a legitimate gift, if it "fell off a truck," or if he "appropriated" it, but we've given him the benefit of the doubt.
On a five man job, two guys are now incommunicado, leaving the remaining three to argue about what radio station we're going to listen to and for how long.
It used to be more fun when five guys listened to the radio, argued about songs and the d-j's and played trivia while we painted, plastered and cleaned up. Now, it's as if we've lost two guys who seem to be in a headphone trance. Sad thing is, they don't even seem to miss radio. Sure, it's not hard to understand that they're enamored with their new toys, but the thought occurs if this is happening where I work, what's happening where YOU work... especially if you work in radio and your news guy is plugged into Stan Kenton's greatest hits on his iPod rather than the radio station or the show.
A friend of mine knows of at least one very good PD who works 8:30 to 6, Monday through Friday, but the rest of the time, he's plugged into the music HE wants to hear on his iPod.
We were working in an accounting firm before Christmas. In the transcribing department, three women were data processing. Each was plugged into her own iPod while she worked. Ironically, the office radio was on in the background, but it didn't seem like anyone could hear WJYE at the time.
We've entered a very strange new world.[/rad]
"Willie the Heckler," who's always been known as "Willie the Heckler," is a smart ---(c'mon guys, don't [edit] that!) cut-up who was always a hoot, especially on jobs that were gritty and pure dridgery (tear-outs and tear-downs are no fun when plaster lathe is involved.) It seems Willie was "given" an iPod for Christmas. We're still not sure if it was a legitimate gift, if it "fell off a truck," or if he "appropriated" it, but we've given him the benefit of the doubt.
On a five man job, two guys are now incommunicado, leaving the remaining three to argue about what radio station we're going to listen to and for how long.
It used to be more fun when five guys listened to the radio, argued about songs and the d-j's and played trivia while we painted, plastered and cleaned up. Now, it's as if we've lost two guys who seem to be in a headphone trance. Sad thing is, they don't even seem to miss radio. Sure, it's not hard to understand that they're enamored with their new toys, but the thought occurs if this is happening where I work, what's happening where YOU work... especially if you work in radio and your news guy is plugged into Stan Kenton's greatest hits on his iPod rather than the radio station or the show.
A friend of mine knows of at least one very good PD who works 8:30 to 6, Monday through Friday, but the rest of the time, he's plugged into the music HE wants to hear on his iPod.
We were working in an accounting firm before Christmas. In the transcribing department, three women were data processing. Each was plugged into her own iPod while she worked. Ironically, the office radio was on in the background, but it didn't seem like anyone could hear WJYE at the time.
We've entered a very strange new world.[/rad]
