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Comments (2) | Posted by Crockett on September 30, 2010

If you have been listening to the show as of Wednesday and today, then you probably have heard something doesn’t sound quite right.  Such as it no one talking when they should be, a song coming on late, Eric’s voice just shutting off, as well as a whole sort of problems.  Well I can safely say, All those problems are because of me…Crockett.

You see, usually Eric runs the board, the touch screens, and the phone calls, but since he is going on a cruise next week, I will be running all that fun stuff.  So this week has been my horrific week of training.  Going into this I figured, “no problem, I got this, I have been watching Eric do this for weeks now.”  Boy was I wrong.

Turns out, it’s about 1000 times more difficult than he makes it look.  Just for a 30 second break there is a ton that goes into it.  And while I’m screwing everything up, all I can see is a disgruntled Eric, rubbing his temples, and gritting his teeth.

Worst part about this whole mess is, Eric has been here to save me when I start to crash and burn, next week…. He’s not here.  So if you tune into the show next week, and it sounds a bit off, thats my fault….sorry.

Crockett

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Comments (1) | Posted by Eric on

Ray Charles
Hit The Road, Jack lyrics

Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more. (What you say?)
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more.

Oh! Woman, oh woman, don’t treat me so mean,
You’re the meanest old woman that I’ve ever seen.
I guess if you said so
I’d have to pack my things and go. (That’s right)

Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more.

Now baby, listen baby, don’t-a treat me this-a way
Cause I’ll be back on my feet some day.

Don’t care if you do ’cause it’s understood
You ain’t got no money you just ain’t no good.

Well, I guess if you say so
I have to pack my things and go. (That’s right)

Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more.

Don’t you come back no more.
(What you say)
Don’t you come back no more
(Come on baby)
Don’t you come back no more
(Repeat a couple times and fade)

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Selena on

Doesn’t it sound like some recent rap songs?!! Auto-Tune can make anything sound great.

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Crockett on

Last night I rode on the wings of an Eagles, flew into space, grab the rings of Saturn, and made a belt out of them.

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Crockett on September 29, 2010

The other day, we were discussing the topic of tipping.  I voiced out my opinion, which to a lot of peoples dismay, was not the answer they wanted to hear.   I strongly believe that people should not be tip for doing their job, UNLESS, they go above and beyond what they are expected to do.

A woman called and complained that she was a waitress, and that she only made $2.83 an hour.  To the average person that sounds terrible, but I look at the situation completely differently.  The woman went on to tell me that she can make  anywhere between $150 to $200 a night in tips.

I use to work at Home Depot where I was making $11 an hour.  To me, I thought that was making good money, especially  in the economy were in right now.  On top of that, I have rent due, a car payment, student loans, a cell phone bill, two credit card bills, insurance (health medical and house), grocery and gas.  So $11 was sounding good.  I also was working part time as a chef, and worked weekends at Entercom, as part of a promotions team.

Here I was, working three jobs a week, with never a day off, and the total amount of money I made, would be less than what the waitress I mentioned above, makes in a week.

Now, I understand that not all waitresses make that much a night, but on a good night they can make a good chuck of money.  I know myself, that when I go out, and I get a very good waitress or waiter I will leave a very generous tip.  If I go to the bar, I tip anywhere from $20 to $40 for just one individual.

With that being said, I can’t understand why waitress and waiters complain about not receiving tips.  Did it ever occur to them that maybe they did not do their job?  That perhaps they were rude, or the waiter who comes once and is never seen again, until you are ready to pay.  A caller told me that going out to eat is a luxury, and if I don’t have enough money to tip, then I shouldn’t go out at all.   She is right in saying that, going out to eat is a luxury, but if it is a luxury, than I EXPECT to be treated like luxury.  That is YOUR job to treat me like luxury, it is not MY job to tip you.

At far sight, I can see that making $2.83 is very low, but if  you work at a high end restaurant, where you can make $150 to $200 a night, than realistically speaking, that is all you should make.  Your waiting tables, and serving food, not operating on a dying patient, fixing a car, or building a house.  I worked in a restaurant for six years, so I won’t believe you when you say, it is more complicated than it seems, sorry.

So how does all this tie into me being a non American?  Well the last call we received, sounded like an older gentleman, who was very heated about what I was saying.  He told me, I was young and rude, didn’t know any better, irresponsible, and because of my stance on tipping, I wasn’t American.

If only this man knew how he sounded, and how ridiculous this statement is.  First off, I’m 24, and while that is young, I can say that I’m far from being rude and inconsiderate.  Let me give a little bit of background on myself, to clarify just how I stand, and what my morals really are.  I live in NEPA, I come from a very loving Italian family.  I was born and raised a Catholic, to which I still am today.  I have a girlfriend who lives with me,  I pay the rent, and my number on priority, is making sure that she has a place to live, and is always ok, because she is originally from New York, and decided to stay here with me, after graduating college.

In fact, that is where we met.  We are both graduates of Wilkes University, were she graduated with a Bachelor in the Arts with a focus in Theater.  I also Graduated with a Bachelors in the Arts with a focus of Communications and a minor in Theater Arts.  I also have two Associates, one in Broadcasting and one in Journalism.  So for the caller to say I’m not responsible, that seems a little off.

I guess what irritated me the most, was the fact that he called me un-American.  Talk to ANYONE that knows me, and they will tell you up and down, that I’m one of the most patriotic people they know.  I love this country, and truly believe this is, THE greatest place to live.  I live by the saying, don’t like it than get out.   However; I also understand that people have opinions, and THAT is what makes this country so great.  That we can agree or disagree and voice our opinions, like adults, and try to understand one another.

My biggest gripe with the caller calling me un-American, is that my brother and his wife are both currently serving in the Air Force.  As of October my brother with be deployed once again over to the Middle East, for a third time to protect this country.  There are times when he can not tell us the exact location he is going to, so that the mission will not be jeopardized.

In fact, he just got back from the Middle East in July, and is already going back, voluntarily, so that he can spend Christmas with his wife this year.  My brother lives in California, so we don’t get the chance to see each other.  The Last time we saw one another was last February, for three days.  Before that, I can’t remember when we hung out.

So for a complete stranger to call me un -American is ridiculous!  I love this country, and I love my brother and sister in law for protecting us everyday.  You can go ahead and disagree with my tipping strategy, that’s fine, but don’t tell me I’m un-American.

Crockett

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Crockett on

I walked across a rainbow, punched a leprechaun in the face, and stole his gold.

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Crockett on September 28, 2010

For breakfast this morning, I ate a big bowl of nails , and washed it down with a tall glass of pain.

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Selena on September 27, 2010

My favorite thing to do at a wedding, honestly, is dance.  It may not be YOUR favorite thing to watch me groove!   Still, dancing is a staple at most wedding receptions.

On that note, you may be against having alcohol at your wedding, but it doesn’t mean everyone has to like your decision.  Most guests expect drinks at a wedding.  

A recent CNN poll shows that 38% of wedding guests don’t mind if the bar isn’t fully stocked, but they’d be upset if there weren’t at least free beer and wine.  5% won’t even go if there isn’t an open bar.   

A listener called The Wake Up Call this morning and said that when they discovered the wedding they were attending was a cash bar, they withdrew cash from the wedding present to use towards their drinks!  The whole guest table did it!

Dancing at weddings is MY alcohol; that’s how I have a good time.  If there wasn’t music or dancing, I’d be disappointed. That’s why I prefer the open bar — and not to get hammered, but to get others on the dance floor!   For some, dancing requires a little liquid courage.  Let’s admit, a little Chivas Regal on the rocks helps to break the ice.  I’m not saying get sloshed – I don’t want you to kill yourself while attempting The Worm. 

On a final note:  my dancing  can be quite sobering, so keep that in mind if I’m ever invited to your dry wedding!

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Eric on

With the help of my co-worker (Desiree) across the hall, I am counting down the days until we set sail on this year’s Froggy101 Cruise. I have to wonder if this, like waiting for Christmas to come when I was 5, is not the hardest time of my life to get through.

I haven’t been on a true vacation in three years. Oh sure I’ve been off from work for a week long stretch, but going somewhere or doing tourist type stuff (where you dress weird and look up at scenery a lot) I have not done. I am really pumped about getting away for a while but it comes with a heavy price: getting through the week before you leave!

I mean think about it: You have your mind set on the vacation you’ll soon be on, you can’t concentrate on any details of the day’s events at all, you have a lot of things to do to get ready to take the trip, not to mention all the stuff you may need to make sure is covered at home so you can go on the trip at all.

So, this week, I’ll work like an animal, totally distracted, frantic and bothered, hurried and hassled, yet happily still dreaming of tropical breezes and sleeping late, all the while counting down the days till we depart… all together now, say it with me: “6″!

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Leave a Comment | Posted by Crockett on

Well my Philadelphia Eagles are at the top of the division as predicted!  After a great game, smashing the Jags, it is now time for the Eagles to dismantle, quite possibly my least favorite quarterback of all time, McNabb!  So this week, I’ve decided to stay confident that the Eagles will stay on top, and CRUSH the Redskins.  And for motivation, I chose the song Philadelphia Freedom.  Yes the song by Elton John…. BUT still, it was the only song I could think of with Philadelphia in the title…. so get over it!

Crockett

Also check out my blog tomorrow @ 6 for another chance at the Feel Good Phrase to win Meet and Greet dinner this Friday at Quaker Steak and Lube!

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