I was new to the business, like 17 years old, and got my first on-air commercial gig at a country station. Whereas I appreciated the management taking a chance on some kid, that experience further solidified my dislike for country music.
The PD thought I was doing great, but wanted to make sure when the station was in music, that I reached out to listeners via the CB radio located in the control room. Of course, there was no way in Hell I was going to comply, so whenever he walked down the hall near the control room, I'd hold the CB mic up to my mouth like I was having a conversation. God forbid I work on what I was going to say next on the air.