Unfiltered Story #117763

, , | Unfiltered | July 28, 2018

(My dad and brother worked in the drywall spacklers union, traveling down together to the big casinos to work on and back for a number of years. This is the one story my dad loves to tell.

My dad is working on a stairwell while my brother is working on a high reach machine. There are a number of caution tape and signs saying do not enter, but as we all know sometimes people just don’t follow directions.

My brother needs to move to another spot while high in the air, so he looks down to make sure everything is clear when he spots an old lady sitting on his tire! So my brother calls out to my dad that he needs help while pointing down to the floor.

My dad walks down the stairs to tell this lady to move. He points up to even show my brother who is just waiting to get back to work. The old lady just stared at my dad, then looks up, then looks at my dad again before deciding to get up and shuffle off.

This happened while I was young, and it has been five years since I lost my brother, but man when people are in casinos do all common sense fly out the window!)

Wish You Could Maintain Radio Silence

, , , , , | Right | October 30, 2017

(I am a producer at an AM radio station that has an affiliation with a television news station. With a generally older listenership, this is an example of the kind of calls I get on a daily basis.)

Me: “[Station], how may I help you?”

Caller: “Yes, is this [Station]?”

Me: “Yes, it is, sir. How may I help you?”

Caller: “Yeah, channel five is in Spanish”

Me: “Your television channel?”

Caller: “Yes. Can you fix it?”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir; I think you have the wrong number. This is the radio station”

Caller: “Yes, I know that. What I want is to know why they are speaking Spanish on channel five.”

Me: “I’m sorry; I don’t think I can help you with that. You should try calling your service provider”

Caller: “I am calling my service provider. You control that news station with that weather guy. So, why can’t you fix my TV?”

Me: “We don’t control the TV station. We are a radio station.”

Caller: “Okay, put me through to the TV people.”

Me: “I can’t put you through to them. They are a different company. You have to call a new number. They only broadcast on channel ten, anyway; they can’t help you, either”

Caller: “Why can’t you just fix this?! Let me talk to your boss!”

Me: “Sir, I am the producer of this show. I’m the only person you can talk to right now; you called the hotline.”

Caller: “Jesus Christ! I’m writing a letter!”

Me: “Thanks for listening. Have a nice day.”

(Never did see that letter. He probably sent it to the TV station.)