8:00 PM - 5:30 AM, Monday - Tuesday, February 10th - 11th, 1997:
What a fuckin’ prick. First, I went in to do some production, and then the show. I wrote on his screen what callers to take and in what order, and also showed him 8 fingers, line 8. He of course does whatever the hell he wants and when I look frustrated he yells "what?!" So I pointed to the screen. "Write it Down! He yelled!" "Look at your monitor!" I yelled back. YOU COMMUNICATE THROUGH COMPUTERS NOW STEVE. Welcome to the fuckin' 90s. What an asshole. He tried to make a fool of me because he’s blind, (and deaf for that matter - you wouldn't believe in a million years how loud his headset is. I literally don't have to wear a headset because his shit is that loud) Anyway he’s a cock and I hope he fails miserably. Every show. I love it when he has no calls. I hate him. Ha. But I’ll keep making him look good, only ‘cause it helps me. The Rush went quick as well. Online talking to some listeners. It was nice. Fuckin’ Cock.
9:00 PM - 5:30 AM, Tuesday - Wednesday, February 11th - 12th, 1997:
ZZZZZZZ. What a bad show. Ha ha. Not too many calls, and Cannon is boring. FUCK HIS FEEDBACK. DOH! Talked online with some listeners about my job. I’m not too horribly happy. I don’t know if I’m ever getting that Sunday show, and if I’m not, I may go elsewhere. Time will tell.
3:00 PM, Wednesday, February 12th, 1997:
Call #6. I decided against telling her what a cocksucker Cannon is. Talked about topics and what was going to be the big story. Police shooting and school closings. It was an uneventful call. She said she’d talk to Darryl about Sunday.
8:00 PM - 5:15 AM, Wednesday - Thursday, February 12th - 13th, 1997:
So I tell him he should open with OJ. The Goldman’s said they didn’t want the money...if OJ confessed. The topic to get the phones ringing is obvious: "Would you do that for 33.5 Million?" So Cannon opens with animal stories. What the hell? He said, on the air, he was trying to appeal to the animal rights activists. Yeah, our big legion of liberal PITA members listening to a RUSH LIMBAUGH STATION really appreciated that. It was frustrating. And of course throughout the night each time I said the order to take callers, he picked his own. I’m not quite sure he understands what producer means. Oh well. Went to TJ’s and met some people online after the show.
3:30 PM, Thursday, February 13th, 1997:
Call #7. So Cannon calls Mary Jo and complains that I tell him what order to take his calls. She says "That’s what he’s supposed to do." Cannon says well he types into me things to say. She says "That’s what he’s supposed to do." He made himself look like a loser. He also bitched about me being online. At 1:40 I logged on to look up the true meaning of Ku Klux Klan FOR HIS SHOW, but by the time I got on we had moved to a different subject. Oh well. At 2:10 Cannon comes in and asks what I’m doing. So I show him all the things on the net, and so on. Hello, it’s after 2, his show is over! What a fuckin’ prick. IM A LOSER, IM A PARANOID LOSER. (sigh) Mary Jo totally made fun of him, so I felt alright. Oh, and Darryl’s putting of Sunday for another week. He wants the change to be at the same time he changes Art Bell, to whatever. Needless to say, though I’m saying it, I’m pissed. 4 straight weeks. Why does he keep lying to me about the reason?!?
8:30 PM - 5:15 AM, Thursday - Friday, February 13th - 14th, 1997:
Cannon had an OK show. To tell you the truth, I have no idea. All I remember from this night was that Leon, Dom, and Happy came over at 2:00 and we played paper football. It’s Monday night right now, and I’m back tracking. Nothing big happened, that’s all I know.
6:00 PM - 2:00 AM, Saturday - Sunday, February 14th - 15th, 1997: SHOW 229
Went in early to do the Roy tribute, and didn’t have time to do Dr. Dick, or The Boyles. The Roy tribute turned out great. So I got my check. For exactly 80 hours, and $500. I worked 110. If I’m on salary and he lied to me, I’m gonna be pissed. I hope it’s a mistake. I didn’t write my Saturday hours in, about 7, last week, and left a message with Rob the accountant guy and maybe he didn’t get it in time. Just reverted back to 40 a week. We’ll see. The show...WAS GREAT! We got into race talk and it went very well. John and his friend Eddie came in again. That really worked out well. It sounds good. The Roy tribute came off really well. I can’t believe he died. Wow. That’s about it, a great show, a scary salary scandel. And afterwards I played Mario Kart with Leon and Dom. The world is crazy.
8:15 - 8:45 PM, Sunday, February 15th, 1997:
Went in and dubbed 3 spots. Buh-bye.
9:00 AM, Monday, February 16th, 1996:
Called Darryl.
"Darryl Parks programming can I help you?"
"Adam Kontras"
"How ya doin’ buddy, what do you need?"
"I forgot to put hours down for Saturday, 7 hours"
"Don’t worry about it, you’re on salary."
"Would I lose my weekend gig if I quit producing Cannon?"
"You won’t be full-time..."
"I understand that."
"What’s the problem?"
"I was working almost 35 hours a week before producing Cannon, and now I’m working close to 65, and I’m getting paid for 40?"
"That’s salary. I’m working 110 hours, and I’m still getting a salary."
"It’s a difference of over $200 a week."
"Fine, you want overtime I’ll get you your overtime."
"Hang on, I don’t want to be given anything, I just want to be fair. Fair with your time and mine."
"I’ll get you your overtime." CLICK.
This log may be the beginning of the end of my WTVN career. Darryl is pissed. I have no idea what to do. If I go back to just weekends, my worth is nill, and he may fire me anyway. But I can’t work for 65 hours and get $250. That’s $3.85 an hour, BEFORE taxes. CHRIST. If I lose this job...