The Beast of the Ball

Last night I DJed at a private Sacramento high school for their winter semi-formal dance. I thought it would be my chance to be a cool kid at prom, spinnin’ records with a pretty dress and headphones on, instead of the shy girl chatting it up with my English teacher chaperone and not dancing.

But kids are mean! I felt more pressure last night than I did when I was actually in high school. I got dirty, condescending looks and comments from dozens of teens (and one teacher!) because we didn’t have their Top 40 requests. I literally heard “boo”s when throwing on certain songs. I even watched one guy point me out to his friends and then yell, “You suck!”

I was going to say that the main difference last night was that I was finally okay being the uncool kid at prom, but the truth is I was proud to be an offbeat at that age. I gracefully accepted that social standing long ago.

The difference is that now when I’m the uncool kid at prom, I get paid $100.

Eat that, jock!

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January 16, 2010. Tags: , , . autobio, music.

3 Comments

  1. Darach replied:

    Stick it to ’em. What’d you play? R&B 45’s?

    • Elisa replied:

      That was Paul’s domain. I tried to play some indie electro dance stuff, they weren’t havin’ it. Their loss.

  2. LK replied:

    Next time, take the crabby guy with you, he’ll fix them with their bad words to you:

    http://crabbyoldfart.wordpress.com/

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