how not to request a song – part 5
this installment makes me sad…so, this woman walks in off the street with her friends, walks up to the bar, stands there for about 5 seconds then walks straight over to me and says the following (this whole episode happens during one song).
b: can you play some reggaeton?
me: no
b: reggae?
me: no
b: hip hop?
me: i’ve been playing hip hop
b: what do you play?
me: why don’t you listen for a while then make a specific request
b: my friends and i are going to have to leave because there’s no reggae – no one plays reggae anymore! you used to play reggae
me: i used to play reggae?
b: i’m 34 years old – am i getting old? i used to come here 5 years ago and hear really good music
me: when you were young?
b: and look at your location(!)
me: what?
b: i’m drunk – so what!
me: clearly
b: so what do you guys play now?
me: us guys?
b: hip hop? i hate hip hop
me: didn’t you just ask me to play hip hop?
b: no…this sucks
me: yeah?
b: you suck
me: i suck?
b: yeah – you suck! you suck! you suck!
me: oh that hurts…
b: …and i’m going to talk to your manager because I’m…uh…the client!
she then harangued jason the manager about how no one plays public enemy anymore and walked out literally yelling about how everything sucks. it was so sad that i couldn’t even be mad at her.
