Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Real-Life Conversations: Sign of My Advanced Age

The backstory: I'm on the phone with the dee-jay for the Prom, confirming that they will be there and discussing the music playlist I had earlier sent to them.

DJ: Do you want the radio edits of the songs?

Me: Radio edits?

DJ (speaking in the patient tone used for the simple-minded): Yes, the downloadable versions of songs are sometimes different than what can be played on the radio.

Me (suddenly snapping to attention and joining the modern era): Oh yeah....yeah (envisioning the sound of the f-bomb being dropped on the Prom in surround sound)......play the radio edits.

So much for my liberal, free-speech ways.

3 comments:

  1. LOL! I remember the look on my jr high principal's face when the cheerleaders did a routine to "Rapper's Delight" (look up the lyrics of you don't know them). After that, all songs had to be approved by the office!

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  2. Hmm, one might think that perhaps he'd signed a contract with Playa's School O' Big Pimpin' rather than prep.

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  3. m-dawg.

    you're slacking on the lingo.

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