Every once in a great while a very sweet e-mail arrives in my inbox that is complimentary and reminds me that people are actually listening. I've mentioned before how the IQ of the average listener drops exponentially the moment they dial up a radio station. Believe it or not, live people still do answer the phone at the radio station.
At least the high quality, caring ones do.
I arrived at work today to this mutual admiration society e-mai:
Tonight I needed to come on and do some work and so I recently learned how to tune into the station online and can work and sing along.. not all that well, but it passes the time and gets the job done. Tonight though i wasn't looking forward to working, so i clicked on your image.. very cute by the way :) and realized that you had a Bio about yourself and couldn't resist reading.
In responding to an e-mail such as this, you have to be careful. Cordial can quickly morph into stalker and next thing you know it's after hours and someone's using a sledgehammer to break the glass to get in to meet you.
But that's another radio story for another day.
At the very least, comments like these remind me that there are actually living breathing masses of protoplasm out there who actually hear my dopey little comments between the songs.
I speak, I get paid and I have a helluva lot of fun in the process.
It's also nice to hear "you're cute" every couple of years or so.