I go to the drug store down the road to print out pictures from my camera. Well the other day I stopped by to get some dog food and, as I was at the checkout, I noticed my picture hanging up on the side of their photo printer machine.
Mind you, it was a picture of me and my sister Kathryn with Daughtry, so I'm sure they wanted the photo because of the band. However, I didn't give it to them. They had to have noticed what I'd had printed on their machine, then decided to make a copy for themselves and hang it in the store. When I saw it I blurted out, "why do you have my picture hanging up?" The guy was a bit surprised and said he wasn't sure but then offered to take it down if it bothered me.
I thought about it and decided not to make a fuss because of what I do for a living. I'm a radio personality and there are pictures of me, with or without bands and listeners, available for download on the Link website and on Facebook. If I'm okay with people downloading and printing my personal/work photos there, why not at the drug store?
Still, my issue with what they did is this: What if a creeper employee saw a picture of a pretty 20-something being developed from someone's camera and wanted to make himself a personal copy to keep on his bedside table? See my point?
I know everyone loves Daughtry but they still should have asked if they could have a copy to keep and hang up in the store.
Creepy McCreeperton called and he wants his photo printer machine back!
How Ironic!
I had just blogged about meeting someone I really liked and, two weeks later, he said he didn't want to see me anymore. Have you ever wondered how long your relationship would last if your better half could listen in on everything you talked about while you were at work?
Back to the drawing board!
Time flies when
you're having fun! Well, a little fun, a lot of work, holiday festivities
and holiday sadness, and then more fun! You know how life can
be.
We got a new boss at
the Link in November. His name is Kris. He's made some changes with
the music that I'm really enjoying. Speaking of, have you emailed me for
your Workday 3 Play? If not, what the heck?!!!! The Workday 3 Play
is your chance to pick the music on the Link. Have a ball with
it!
In December my co-worker's 19 year old son died
unexpectedly and then, one week later, one of my closest friends died of
cancer. Needless to say, the holidays were a mixed bag of joy and
pain. The joy came in being able to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas Day
with my sisters and their families. This is the first time, in my entire
radio career, that I've lived near family- and I'm loving every minute of
it!
January was a welcomed month as I decided to do my friend Claudia proud
by getting out and about more often and opening my mind to new
possibilities. She always lived life to the fullest and I needed to start
doing the same. So I took a leap and I said yes to a blind date in
mid-January. Although I'm not one for labels I will say that I'm enjoying
hanging out with him.
So, to sum it all
up, since my last blog I've been doing a lot of living. I've found a happy
balance of friends, family, work, fun....but there's always time for
Bingo! Anyone know of a great place to play. I do loves me some
senior citizens and troll doll stampers!
I hear Ramona talk about how easily she cries and, BOY, can I relate! I am beyond overly emotional, but I have an excuse. I, Kelly McKay, am hormonally impaired.
I cry when watching shows like So You Think You Can Dance, American Idol, or even Project Runway- because of the incredible talent of the contestants.
Do you remember the coffee commercial with the son who has come home for the holidays to surprise his mom and wakes her up by making a pot of coffee? Guess who cried every time it aired? You got it.
I was just at the Easter Seals UCP "Walk With Me" event this morning and it was all I could do to contain myself when watching the parents with their children.
Any time I see a grown man cry, even if I don't know why he's crying, I sob.
If I'm PMS-ing it I have to cancel meetings in order to avoid any embarrassing show of emotion in front of upper management. I do work in a man's world, after all.
Bottom Line: I am a hot mess in the hormone department so why in the world would I want to watch a movie that's main purpose is to evoke "girlie" emotions? No thanks!
For me, it's ass-kicking action or comedy.
Web guy Frank set up
a really neat function that allows me to email my updated blogs to my website,
with no fuss and no muss. But, still, I forget to blog. It's not
because I don't have anything to say, because if you've ever listened to me
on-air you know that's not the case.
I think I forget to blog because I don't
find my life particularly interesting, and never
know what to say.
Yes, I'm a radio DJ
and being on the radio is a cool job. I
have interviewed and hung out with hundreds of musicians and
celebrities- but that's my job.
I go to
a lot of concerts and events- but that's all work related.
In my free time I
watch a lot of television and I work out. That's pretty much it. I
do hang out with friends and family but I really don't lead an exciting
life. The most exciting part of my week is laying on the couch on Sunday
watching hot men in tight pants run around on a field.
However, I do have a
date this weekend and it's the first date I've had in two years. So, I
guess that's something!
Recently I said something on-air, about beauty pageants, that offended a listener enough to cause her to write in and give me a piece of her mind. My comment went a little something like this:
"I hate beauty pageants. Especially the creepy little kid pageants where the parents dress their little ones up like hookers and teach them to throw kisses to the judges. But I think all beauty pageants are a waste of time and money."
Then, a gal named Lydia wrote in and stated:
"Kelly. I heard what you said about beauty pageants and I think that if you weren't so fat and ugly when you were a kid, your mom could have entered you in a pageant- and then maybe you wouldn't have grown up to be a loser DJ."
Needless to say, a lot of listeners were very upset with Lydia for her comment so I wanted to take a moment to come to her defense.
You see, I was fat and ugly when I was little. (Score 1 for Lydia!) Even my mother pretended that I wasn't hers- whenever we went out in public. (okay...I made that part up.) However, my mom did laugh out loud when she saw me for the first time when I was born. (Score 1 for me! Well, kind of.)
What I'm really trying to say is, whether Lydia was right or wrong- she is entitled to her opinion and I respect her for sharing it with me. I'm always interested in hearing from all of my listeners: whether they love me or hate me, have a complaint, or a compliment, want to mock me ruthlessly, or give me props....so, keep those email coming!
And, Lydia, thanks for listening and taking the time to write!
First, a disclaimer: My mom, a.k.a Senior Citizen Sallie, was a Sunday school teacher when my sisters and I were kids. Therefore, I know that judging others is the number one sin. That being said, I can't help myself!
In case you missed it, I'd mentioned on-air that I was walking to my new neighbor's house to say "welcome to the neighborhood", when I heard the gal yelling at her 4 year old daughter to bring her a beer. Apparently, she was too comfy propping a squat on a lawn chair in the garage to get up and get it herself. Just hearing that made me turn around and head home. I know that, had I not gone home, my Irish would have caused me to say something offensive regarding her treatment of her daughter.
Well, to add to the redneck visual, I was just told by the gal's husband that she'd recently had a baby. Now, I know that not all women breast feed and I understand that after, carrying a child for 9 months, most moms are probably ready for an adult beverage. However, combine the fact that she'd recently given birth- to her screaming at the top of her lungs for her 4 year old to get her a beer- and you can understand my concerns.
Who knows, maybe she's an amazing person and an even better mom. But, at this point, I'm thinking she'd be great material for Jeff Foxworthy.
We give away the
best prizes on The Link, and sometimes I feel very jealous that I can't win.
Concert tickets, backstage passes, roundtrip airline tickets, and now we're
giving away an all-inclusive trip to St.Thomas! 5 days at the Wyndham
Sugar Bay Resort and Spa. Seriously? Do you have any idea how hard
it is to be an unlucky DJ, who buys a lottery ticket and can't even get one
number right, and have to give away prize after prize, and trip after
trip? Don't get me wrong, I am always thrilled for my winners, yet there
is a part of me that's sick with jealousy. Please take me with
you!
First let me say
that I know they have a job to do, and it was inevitable that two homes would be
built right next to mine- one beside and one behind. However, I do have
issues with the construction guys working as early as 6:30 in the morning, and
as late as 8:30 at night. Although, if they keep it up they'll probably be
able to finish in a week or two! Another note: Why is it
construction workers think it's okay to come next door to your house, take your
hose, and then use your water without asking permission? Is Free Hose And
Water Usage in their contract? And another thing.....well, okay, I think
that's pretty much it. Just had to vent.
One of the many
issues that I have is a severe fear of cooties. I'm a germaphobe- even
worse than Ramona. Proof of that? Before I accepted the midday show
at the Link I had to get the engineer to agree to let me clean all of the
equipment first. So, the weekend before going on air full-time, I spent 6
hours cleaning the on-air studio. I even brought my own cleaning
supplies.
That being said, it
really freaked me out yesterday when Matt told me he'd been vomiting- yet still
came to work. Then I heard, while listening to Matt and Ramona in the car,
that Bandy has pink eye- and he uses the same board that I use!
It's a two-fer of disgusting germs in the same room I spend 5 hours a day Monday
through Friday. Bob and Sheri are dodging the Matt and Ramona bugs
because they have their own studio. I don't necessarily need a room to
myself- just a lifetime supply of Clorox wipes!
