Saturday, August 6, 2011

What a hole.

During my second radio stint in the 1970's, the station where I worked was on two floors with the broadcast studio located on the second floor.  Across the hall from the studio, was a door which lead to what we referred to as "The Silver Room."  The room contained nothing but aluminum heating and air conditioning pipes covered with insulation.  The room had no floor, just 2 x 6 rafters and sheet rock.

One very sunny El Paso morning, I was scheduled for an air check session with my boss.  An air check is simply an evaluation of how you sound and how the station actually wants you to sound.  I entered my boss's office, directly beneath "The Silver Room, " and noticed his desk and floor covered in chunks of sheet rock.  He sat there, appearing as if an artery on his neck was fixing to blow.  I looked up at the ceiling and said, "What a hole!"

My boss never slept, so it really should not have come as a major surprise to the overnight disc jockey, when he pulled up to the station in the middle of the night.  Apparently, it was.  When my boss unlocked the door to his office, he witnessed something most people go their entire life without witnessing or even hearing about.  Jutting out of an  enormous hole in the ceiling of his office was a naked woman.  She was only visible from the rib cage down and according to him, she was thrashing about like a fish out of water.  Apparently sensing the light below, she suddenly became motionless.

Now, I admit that I can walk into a room several times and not see my car keys in plain sight on my desk.  It is, however, difficult to imagine how small her brain must have been in order for her to even momentarily believe she would not be noticed.

Needless to say, that same day, a memo was sent to all employees stating that no visitors would be allowed in the control room.  The memo also reminded everyone how dangerous "The Silver Room" was because if you didnt' stand on the rafters, you might descend rapidly through the ceiling and not have time to put your clothes back on.  

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