At the end of last week, I took several cheap shots at a former colleague of mine, Kayvon, that is now the program director of 94.9 The Blaze here in Salt Lake City.
One of my longtime friends, Shawn, was upset that I would even waste the energy to express such frustration and anger towards Kayvon. In a roundabout way, Shawn was suggesting I take the blog down. I even told him I would.
Then I thought about it. I decided to not follow through on that because I'm not going to retract statements I've made just because some might become offended. Shawn is a good friend of mine and I respect his opinion. But I felt that backing out and deleting that blog would make me look like some flip-flopping pussy.
Besides, I felt I was well within my right to express my anger about Kayvon and his unprofessional treatment of me. Obviously, I felt that I had a better relationship with the guy over the years then he did.
Earlier today, I received a suspicious call from someone whose voice I did not recognize. I can only assume it is someone I've worked with or someone within the social circle of radio people.
The call went as follows:
*ring ring ring*
"Hello"?
"Is this Mike"?
"Yeah, last time I checked"?
"Mike The Janitor"?
"Yes. Who is this"?
"What exactly are you trying to accomplish with those stupid blogs you write"?
*At this point, I'm surprised. I don't know how to respond to this person and I'm trying to figure out who they are and how they got my number. They continue speaking.*
"Do you even have any idea what a goddamn asshole you come off looking like? Do you really think you'll ever work in radio in this town again? Are you even aware of the types of people who are reading your mindless garbage? You are such a worthless, pathetic fuck. I don't blame Kayvon for not calling you or hiring you because you aren't worth it. You never have been and never will be because you're a lying, talentless cocksucker"!
"Well, I'm sorry you feel that way. Would you mind telling me who you are so that we can discuss this further without the name calling"?
"Go fuck yourself"!
*click*
As I looked at my cell phone screen to see what number this person was calling from, it showed as "private".
I must admit the call got to me. It took me a while to realize where they might have got my phone number. Not that it really matters. I remembered that I posted my phone number in a blog I wrote asking my ex-girlfriend, Amanda, to call me with an apology for what she did to me last year.
Then I started getting paranoid and thinking that maybe it was a friend of hers that called me. You see, Amanda was once sexually involved with a certain member of management at that broadcasting facility when she was underage. She openly admitted that to me on several occasions when we were dating. I probably have him to thank for training her with great oral skills.
In a side note here, I suppose that after saying all this, I can expect to never hear from her now with that apology. Oh well. I guess giving out that juicy information is my way of getting back at her for falsifying a report she gave to police that led them to causing trouble for me.
Thanks again, Amanda.
Then I just figured that it was someone that I didn't know at all but knows of me. I know that it wasn't Kayvon because it wasn't Kayvon's voice I heard. It was either someone who works at that broadcasting company or someone who works in radio and knows Kayvon.
The whole thing is just stupid. And I started it by throwing the first rock. Shawn was right but I wasn't going to compromise my artistic integrity in blog writings by removing it. Sorry, Shawn.
I'm repeating myself.
In any event, my blogs can sometimes go with certain amounts of drama. I'm flattered that someone was upset enough to make an anonymous call and make it clear how they felt about me.
Good for you.
Ironically, before I got to typing this blog, I found a new message in my MySpace mailbox from none other than Kayvon.
Kayvon simply said this:
Mike,
Many reasons...no excuses!
I should have called but did not...100% My Bad.
Best of luck!
~kayvon~
Huh. Really? MANY reasons? Well why don't you find your sack and step up to the plate and call me. Why don't you express what some of those MANY reasons are that you didn't call me back and didn't follow through on hiring me?
Oh, I know why. Because you feel you don't have to answer to me. You have no obligation to me. And you know what? You'd be right. However, if you're going to mislead someone with the opportunity of a job, you should explain why it didn't work out or why you made the mistake in speaking of the opportunity in the first place.
Clearly my blogs are far more reaching than I imagined. Even Shawn was able to foresee certain fallout from my pissed off blog regarding Kayvon.
And I'm sure there will be even more fallout with this blog. I bet some of you, Shawn included, are pulling your hair out going: "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING, MIKE! GODDAMNIT! THIS IS THE SELF-DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR THAT CAUSEs YOU SO MUCH TROUBLE! SNAP OUT OF IT, MAN"!
Some of that is my inner voice yelling, too. But I can't help but giggle at all of this.
I've actually sat here for several minutes thinking about whether or not to continue writing this blog and posting it. There is a saying in radio that goes "when in doubt, put it out". But you know what? I'm not in radio anymore! And, according to some anonymous caller, I never will be in this town again! So what's the harm if I go all crazy in blog form on MySpace? BIG DEAL!
But let me ask this, everyone... how is it Kayvon can take the time out of his busy schedule and read my blogs AND respond to them but can't pick up the phone and talk to me off the record and candidly about what happened?
Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
As for the wonderful guy who called me earlier and didn't leave his name, thank you for making me feel that my blogs make a difference (whether good or bad) and get a response. I don't need a radio show when I've got my own show right here on MySpace
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