Today I bit the bullet and hired somebody to come take some of the load of this ridiculous house off of my shoulders. We have to get the AC/Heat working in the house, so I hired the company on Yelp with the most stars to come out and do whatever expensive things they do. What they did was send a dude with a thick Israeli accent and a really nice 40+ year old Salvadorian guy to mess around for a couple hours, break a few things, charge me $960.00, then promise to be back tomorrow to finish it up. This sounds like it sucked - but it didn't. Here's why: about 5 minutes into checking for whatever they check for, the Israeli dude started eyeballing my records in the garage. "So, you dj or something?" I replied in the affirmative, which unleashed a 45 minute discussion (one-way, mind you) about house music, and how this dude is a real life big deal House DJ in L.A. and Israel that does Air Conditioning work for "the fun and to meet people."
I was about to doubt dude, til he pulled up this website:
That's him. Lookin' fly with the stretched out v-neck and blazer with lasers. I had a fucking blast listening to this guy talk about how he wants to remix old disco with a 2002 House feel to it. I had less of a blast turning down his multiple offers to buy my mixer, amp, records, etc... But all in all, I would pay 960 bucks to add his archetype to my character bank. Thank god I got his card so I can kick with Malio the house DJ whenever I want.
No comments:
Post a Comment