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The "Specials"

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LRaine

We've got a number of "Special" people who call up to the station everynow and then and give us things to laugh about. My personal favorite was the lady who called telling me there was something wrong with the station because a rooster kept crowing out of her radio. She couldn't figure out why, so it was our fault.
I was just curious if anyone else had fun "Special" people stories! Chickens or not!
 
Do ya'll remember when Craig O'Neill was on B98 and he used to do Candid Radio? Remember the lady named Lashanda who was supposed to have cable installed and Craig prank called her to tell her that the cable wasn't coming? That was probably his best candid radio.
 
Death On Line One

Somewhere back in the 20th Century, I was working at an Oldies station. I had just started "Paint It Black" by The Rolling Stones and had the monitors WAY up so as to enhance the groove. About the time Mick got to the part about "flowers and my love both never to come back," a call poured in on the request line. Though I have struggled to block it out of my memory, it went like this:

"Hi! I just want to thank you so much for playing that song. It reminds me of when I had to murder my boyfriend."

It was immediately after that when my newsperson observed, "This station has the only audience in town that's in danger of drooling on itself."
 
I remember one Sunday night back at KJBR in good ole Jonesboro - our studios were downtown across from the old Jail house and about 9pm or so, someone was knocking on the back window where the studio was. I had the blinds up, I almost always did and there was a woman out there who wanted me to open the window - well there was JUST something about her that made me say "I'm sorry but these don't open", knowing full well they did - I asked her what I could do though.

She said - "Can you turn the station off - it's coming through my head!!!"

No lie.

"Well mam' I can't just turn the station off like that, I'm sorry that..." at the point I said "I can't", she started beating on the window with all her might - I thought she was just about to break 'em. She had a real feral look on her at that point.

I'd never had to make a 911 call before - so this was a first - now the police station was only like 3 blocks away and 4 of Jonesboro's finest patrol cars roll up in less than 2 minutes - with her still beating on the window.

Somehow, she did manage to get away.

Come to find out, that it was not the first time she had done something like that - she was on medication, BUT she had run out over the weekend and everything started flooding her capacity to comprehend things.

Never the less, that was the most scared I have ever been at ANY job.
 
Ooh, Zeke, I've got one of those stories. A guy off his meds started calling the rock station in Jacksonville, Florida, while I was still just a weekender. Early one Sunday morning, after being on the air all night, I propped open the studio door and walked 20 paces across the front lawn in order to bring in the station's newspaper. I turned around and saw something stuck to the glass door, and not a soul around. He'd dashed up and taped his manifesto for me to bring back inside and (in his mind) read aloud over the air so he would be cleared of the government's accusations. Needless to say, I was incredibly creeped out that someone had watched from the bushes for his opportunity like that! Glad he just wanted my microphone, and not my life. I scrambled around at light speed, making sure he wasn't inside the building, and then I called the program director and the cops. He put all his contact info into his 4-page statement, so it was no problem for the cops to pick him up at his mother's house and take him back to the hospital. My PD (a fantastic soul) stayed at the station the rest of the day to look out for his jocks.
 
The only thing that should be mentioned about "The Specials" is that they were a badass punk/ska group that existed in the early 80's....
 
when magic and Q were on main street in NLR, one night some...i don't know, crackhead came down to the studios and tried to get rich richards' attention one night. i was next door in Q doing my night show. i hear pounding on the front of the building. *(if anyone remembers, the broadcast booths were in the front windows facing main street.) then i hear glass breaking and the THUMP THUMP THUMP of rich running down the hall way screaming "call the police!!!!"

said "listener" had kicked in one of the plate glass windows on magic's side of the building and gotten into the display window area - and was trying to kick in the soundproof-ish window between the street and the broadcast booth.

i remember calling 911, remember the cops showing up (they were all of 2 blocks away), rich had to change pants (i think...LOL)...don't remember if the guy made it through the 2nd window...

sharpe - any memory of that? LOL
 
Well, I am officially scared to death. Thanks guys! Nothing like a little fear to make that late walk night to the car more exciting. I'll make sure I check all the corners before I head out late or come in early. I expected all kinds of silly stories..Not psycho-stalker crazy people stories...Egh... You guys rock!
 
so i rememeber summer of 93 hot springs ar KLAZ and getting a bomb threat (they were gonna blow up my f'n car)..had the local patrol come move my POS honda ...and noise boxxxxx did you hear about the guy that DID make it through BOTH pains of glass on Dave Calhoun at magic one night...and was mad that tommy didnt play his ...and i cant make this up skynaaaaard.... they found him down the street at a pay phone when the followed the trail of blood he got breakin through the glass...

nice..


dont say booger
kramer
 
sportsannouncer said:
Do ya'll remember when Craig O'Neill was on B98 and he used to do Candid Radio? Remember the lady named Lashanda who was supposed to have cable installed and Craig prank called her to tell her that the cable wasn't coming? That was probably his best candid radio.
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I listen to that sometimes & it still makes me laugh every time. Craig was awesome on morning radio.
 
Hey, I can get pretty rough too if I don't get to see my ball games whether it be cable-guy or just someone blocking the screen. The obstacle will be removed. No doubt.
 
A fellow jock had this guy who would call her up while she was on air at K-Duck and constantly ask "Do you heeaaarrrr me?". At first, it was just amusing but after awhile he'd get a bit snippy. Being how she is, she'd throw it back at him and he'd lauch into a tirade of threats. Cops knew who he was and took care of it, but it got a bit scary 'round the control room for a bit.

I remember getting shot at two sundays at a row while working on the Q side of the Main Street Magic-Q100 location when it was still K-Duck. Never did find out what was going on. Cops thought it was just some joyrider and DB (general manager) thought I was involved in some illegal activity or had pissed some girl's boyfriend off and I was gonna owe him big for it. But, then the guy smashed the glass and that kinda cured that problem.

"No matter how convinced I was that it was a joke, the 3AM 'Play Misty for Me" call always creeped me out."

I got those kinds of calls late night and hadn't yet seen the movie. I finally watched it when I was in Fayetteville about four years ago and it scared the hell outta me. Screw the Exorcist, man. THAT'S REAL TERROR!!! LOL
 
Just a few months after I arrived at Y108 in Denver, I was walking across the parking lot to my car, heading home, when a guy in a beat-up station wagon called me over. Like an idiot I leaned on the edge of the passenger door, stuck my head almost into the open window and asked if I could help him. That's when he stuck the 30.06 rifle in my face. The guy just stared at me for a couple of minutes (while I tried to control my bladder) then suddenly turned the rifle around, handed it to me, and said "Can you take this and ask someone inside to call the police? I think I need some help."

When Denver's finest arrived, they said the guy's plan was to shoot a Y108 employee (that would be me) then storm into the building and demand that the station play nothing but a stack of albums he had on the seat by The Smiths. They also called him a "three-cuffer", meaning he was so big they had to put a set of handcuffs on each wrist, then use a third pair to join them together.

We also had a clinic next to the building that dealt with rehab for people with massive head trauma. There's a bunch of stories from there...much less threatening than this one...but awful darn funny. Stay tuned...
 
Absolutely wonderful tales one and all. Let me give ya the "1" in my career...on the air on a network, not saying which or where I was talking to the guy, but after a half hour on the horn that I couldn't spare yakking away on the phone, I talked him out of going into the office he'd worked in until he was sacked the previous day and as a result of his rage, blowing all 8 of his former co-workers away with his Glock, AK and shotgun. Gladly, I was able to convince him that there was another job out there and he really didn't want to spend the rest of his life as the involuntary roomate of a dude who might not share his sexual preferences. Pisser is, I don't know what the Cosmic Muffin has planned for me after that. I figure my number's up at any point! I reckon since I spent my life doing radio, I warrant a shade tree in hell when he nails me. ;)
 
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