This past weekend was a busy one, with an unusual break in the middle. Each year, going on five now, on the first Friday of December, I have the pleasure of playing music for a group of realtors. It’s easy to see why realtors are realtors. They all smile incessantly, welcome each other and their guests with open arms, and even include the workers…DJs, caterers, etc. I have no idea if they act like this all of the time, but for at least one night a year they shine.
Actually, I have a few friends that are realtors, and for the most part they are always in a good mood. It’s in their blood…to be realtors. They may not have known it when they first started looking for careers, but they were made to be realtors. Thick skin…with a smile.
On the subject of DJing (Since that is why this blog is actually here), a pointer from my Friday event. DJs often work many hours on events. Not only do they sometimes have long days (11 hours for me on Friday), but they (the good ones) put a lot of work into creating music lists before the event, which includes downloading songs specifically for each event. With that said, if you are serving dinner, don’t forget the DJ (serving lines are easy)…and at the very least, don’t forget to offer them access to refreshments (Non-alcoholic for me, but some offer the other, which is a whole other tangent for me to pursue at another time.). As I said, I have been doing this event for years, and they always forget to feed me. In the coordinator’s defense, she always makes arrangements to have me fed and kept filled with a drink (I really am like a camel), but somehow the catering staff always forgets. That’s okay too, but I always get the server who is upset because she (They’re always “she’s” at this event) has to bring a plate to one more person. Thankfully, I’m resourceful enough to take care of this myself. I just figure out where the food is being prepared, talk to the chef (Almost always very pleasant people) and get myself taken care of. I then look for the drinks…which are usually large garbage cans (Clean, I hope) full of iced tea. Done…I get fed, get my fill of drink…and everyone is happy. Anyway, I can see other less-resourceful DJs starving to death at an eleven hour event.
Well, I’ll have to wait another year for that event to come around, but let me assure you of one thing…realtors know how to throw a party!