Radio

I'm not a big fan of the radio, mainly because of the stupid playlists, meaning that you hear the same tunes almost constantly. In my day (that makes me sound really old) there was repetitive playing, but today these are songs that aren't even released for another 6 weeks or so. Enough of my rant about playlists. What I was really going to blog about was a DJ we have over here called Scott Mills, on Radio1, a national radio station. He seems to specialise in creating funny, if morally dubious, radio moments. One of his longest running "gags" is the "Flirt Divert" number. Basically he suggests that if anyone is hassling you on a night out you give them this fake mobile number, which they then call, and leave messages which he then broadcasts to the nation. Some of these messages are hilarious, and it's no wonder that the recipient of their attention didn't want to give them their real number! Another one of his pranks was to ring a takeaway, place a large order, then ask them to hold while his friend added some more to the order. He would then ring another takeaway and ask them to hold for a second. Then he goes go back to the original one and ask them to repeat what he's already ordered, before connecting the two lines. So takeaway 1 starts repeating the original order, which takeaway 2 thinks is an new order. The chaos made was incredible, especially if the 2nd takeaway doesn't do the same dishes as the first, "We don't do that", "What, you ordered it?!" "No, you're ordering it!" etc etc. Last night I heard his latest venture - collecting phone numbers from toilets, you know the sort of number talking about, and then dialling the number. Last night's call went like this: "Hello I'm calling about the job" "What job?" "The one you advertised." "What job?" "I couldn't make out the first word, it was slightly smudged." "Where did you see the advert?" "In the toilets of The Ship Inn." *dialing tone* It made me laugh anyway!