Hey Mr. DJ, play a song for me…

Song for Whoever

When I was 17 I had a job as a receptionist. One day, this rather handsome rugged guy came in. He swaggered towards me. As he reached the desk, I smiled broadly and put on my best receptionist voice, “Good morning, how can I help you?”.
He didn’t respond, he just stared.
“Can I help you?” I inquired again.
“Oh I’m sorry”, he said, “but you’re like the most beautiful girl in the world, you literally took my breath away. What are you even doing here? Why aren’t you on television or something?”.
I blushed and giggled.
He continued “Seriously, I mean it, I’m a radio DJ so I meet a lot of girls, and you can take it from me, you really are the most beautiful girl in the world”.
He handed me his card.
“A DJ?” I asked, wide-eyed, “On the radio?”.
“Yes” he said “I do a rock show on Sunday evenings. Tell me your name, and listen to the show this Sunday, I’ll play a song just for you”.
He winked and smiled. So I gave him my name, and on Sunday evening I listened…

A few minutes into the show, he said “This next song goes out to the most beautiful girl in the world…”. My heart pounded, I felt weak. “…Amy”. Amy?! It might not have been Amy, I can’t remember the name, I just know it wasn’t my name. I thought there must be some mistake, so I carried on listening. During the rest of the show he dedicated a few more songs to “The most beautiful girl in the world”, each time a different name, each time not mine. Hugely disappointed, but still naively hopeful, I listened to the show every Sunday for the next few weeks. It turned out that there were a lot of girls who were the most beautiful girl in the world, but not one of them was me.

It took me a while, but eventually I realised that this must be something he did a lot, just to try and get more listeners to the show. He probably chalked up a long list of names every week, some of them were mentioned on the show, some not, it didn’t matter. Boy did I feel stupid and gullible. It then took me several more years to realise that these type of experiences are the ones we should actually be grateful for, they are the ones where no real harm has been done, but we have learned from them – we have learned not to believe everything that a handsome man says, we have learned not to let compliments cloud our thinking, we have learned to question people’s motives, and we have learned that DJs know all the best lines.

Feel free to share your own tales of youthful foolishness!

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49 responses to “Hey Mr. DJ, play a song for me…

  1. I think you have a great face for radio! Only kidding. You’re beautiful. He was a fool. x

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  2. Well, I guess that’s one way to market. Hmmm, maybe I’ll start telling every blogger that they’re the most beautiful blogger in the world…

    Lessons of our youth–painful but necessary.

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  3. Ouch. I had so many experiences like this, it’s hard to choose one! ; ) The more painful experiences are when it’s someone you really care about who says one thing but does another. First love is tough! Those were my most difficult experiences. At least yours was a DJ, and you got to hear good music!

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  4. He was a smooth operator, alright-but to play off of your emotions like wasn’t very nice. I bet he got some new listeners, but only for one night. Short-sighted marketing, if you ask me.

    As for my youthful gaffes, my blog is full of stories about them! 🙂

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    • I guess he figured that once people listened once they would love the show and keep listening! Or maybe he just got a kick out of telling girls they were the most beautiful girl in the world and seeing them go all melty and giggly!

      Yep, that’s one of the reasons I love your blog!

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  5. I must confess, no one has ever told me that. I’m not sure why. It’s not a bad line, tho. Good story.

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  6. I forget. This kind of head turning would have happened decades ago…although I do recall snippets here and there. OK–married men used to hit on me all the time telling me how gorgeous I was (especially when I was a blonde). After the first time or two, I checked them out before going out with them.

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  7. Wow. I don’t have anything to match that, but what a great story!

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  8. Wonder how many girls egged his DJ studio??? 🙂 Things like this happened to me so much that I have steeled myself to the point of always being suspicious with people. It’s too bad that I got like that, actually. But I raise my guard with even the nicest, most genuine compliment from people, except from my kids. They’re the only ones who can sweet-talk me.

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  9. Whoa! That made me sad! I thought you were starting a memory of how you met your husband or something like that. Not so! But you’re right, life’s little lessons like that do teach young people a lot

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  10. That doesn’t seem like a successful way to cultivate a loyal audience! And it was just plain sleazy on his part. But the good news is you didn’t have a public humiliation moment when you learned that particular lesson. 🙂 Do you know if he ever moved on to “bigger and better” things or if he fizzled out?

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    • I imagine he fizzled out, I can’t remember his name now to check (David something?), but I’ve certainly never been aware of him anywhere else after that show. I think he thought he was much cooler than he actually was!

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  11. I choose not to get involve with this topic but I love songs by THE BEAUTIFUL SOUTH. I came across “I Sail This Ship Alone” when I was 17 and I followed their records since. Very underrated in the music industry.

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    • I agree about The Beautiful South, I love them – I haven’t listed to them much in recent years, but I was pleased when I was trying to find an appropriate song picture to include in this post, and I remembered they had one with the perfect title! I then took the opportunity to listen to lots of their songs on YouTube and I remembered how much I loved them.

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  12. That story really had a surprise ending. What an odd gimmick. But you ARE truly beautiful, so it was not a stretch. If he had said that to me, I would have been angry-embarrassed, because I am not the sort of person that these things are said to. I would have felt like he was making fun of me and I would have run out crying.

    Anyway, I love the way you tell these stories. I’ll be thinking about this for a while.

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    • Thank you, you’ve said lovely things about me! 🙂 But you ARE deserving of compliments too, you just need to believe that. I love the way you tell stories on your blog too, I like the matter-of-fact style you use even when you’re talking about things that aren’t matter-of-fact, it’s very effective.

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  13. What a shit! You’re very diplomatic not naming and shaming him!I just want you to know, Vanessa, that I love you from the bottom of my pencil case… 🙂

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    • It’s nothing to do with diplomacy, I just can’t remember his name! I think it was David something, but that’s all I remember. It was just a local radio station, he wasn’t a big name or anything. And thank you! 🙂

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  14. Bit of a turd, that fellow.

    At least he didn’t say, “OK, let’s change things up and dedicate some songs to the most gullible girls in the world!”

    But, still, a turd.

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  15. A man came up to me once in a disco and told me that I should be a model and he would like to photograph me. I laughed and replied that he no doubt said that to all the girls. He tried to convince me otherwise.

    The following week I approached him shyly. Then I overheard him saying that a beautiful island should be named after her.

    I slunk off in embarrassment.

    The best bit is I have both married and divorced him since then. 😉

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  16. Oh wow that is really sleazy! What a tool! I hope someone told him he was the best DJ in the whole wide world…..and then threw a pie in his face!

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  17. I think I know where the DJ went wrong. What he should have said was “I recently met the most beautiful girl in the world. I hope she is listening because this song goes out to her.”

    All those girls he’d schmoozed including you would be happy. Job done. God I should be a DJ.

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  18. Hehehe your story really reminds me of my silly crushes in high school. I was once going to make a humongous fool out of myself by going and confessing to one really hot guy that I had this insanely massive (to the point of being creepy) crush on him. Apparently he was steadily going out with this girl (and now they are married 🙂 really sweet couple). However Iwas saved the embarrassment. He could not meet me that day because his got a flat tyre and there was torrential rainfall (atleast that’s what he said! Now I have my own doubts 😉 )
    Thanks for refreshing the memory of my most innocent crush 🙂

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    • Sounds like you had a lucky escape from major humiliation there! If his reason for not meeting you was just an excuse, maybe he was actually being kind and saving you the embarrassment if he guessed what was coming! We all make fools of ourselves growing up though don’t we…actually I still do sometimes now!

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  19. I guess because your photo at the top is so gorgeous, I thought the DJ was genuine, so was pretty surprised when he didn’t call out your name on the radio. I wonder if it was worse for the girls whose names were called out, having to listen to all the other beautiful girls in the world that came after them.

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