MFM
I've been in radio for 30 years or more. I am not famous. I am not a celebrity. Most people have never heard of me.
However I apparently have one fan.
The cable guy.
The other day, after perhaps 19 calls to the cable company, I ratcheted up my anger at their false promises, unreturned calls, and apparent lack of drug testing. I had been promised a cable installer would be by to perform a 3 minute task, but he never showed up...not the first day...not by 3 p.m. the second day. So when I called at 3:15 and was told the cable guy would be there "after lunch" I unloaded.
At 3:18 the apparently lunch deprived cable guy was at our door...wide-eyed.
I thought, "Oh man, they must have put the fear of God into this poor kid."
His first words were, "Are you THE Michael Main?"
I checked to make sure my underwear wasn't inside out with a name tag showing.
"THE Michael Main...on the RADIO?"
He was mesmerized.
So was I.
I'm a glorified reporter...some days I'm not on the air in this city at all. No one is impressed with me...not even Amy...okay, especially not Amy.
This kid was though. Before he left he had offered to come back on his own time and run a line to one of our rooms for free. I turned him down saying that wouldn't be honest and he replied, "Oh it would be honest. I'd do it for free with my own equipment on my own time!"
I laughed, thanked him and still declined his offer.
Still, he wrote down his phone number and name and told me to call him personally if I ever had any problems with the cable...it was embarrassing.
He however couldn't understand why I was flustered. He said, "But man, YOU'RE MICHAEL FREAKIN'MAIN!"
Now of course I'm being treated like royalty by the folks with whom I share this home.
Well, I didn't word that quite right...let's say I'm getting the royal treatment.
Every once in a while someone will mutter, "But man...YOU'RE MICHAEL FREAKIN' MAIN!"
I may never live it down.
Tomorrow we switch to satellite.
posted by Michael
©The Main Point by Michael Main
5 Comments
5 Comments:
I'm his biggest fan!!!
I am a profesional storyteller, you know, I do programs in schools and libraries and churches, mostly in town but a few elsewhere, so I mean I am not famous at all, not even in the tiny realm of storytelling afficionados. But I was in the grocery store one day and these kids saw me. I had been at their school a few days before. "It's her, it's her" they gasped. I smiled and waved, said something about how much fun I'd had at their school. They watched me closely, seemingly amazed that I was actually doing something as mundane as buying groceries. It is a very weird feeling to be "famous" even for five minutes!
Well...I'm happy to say that at least in blogland I know, "MICHAEL FREAKIN' MAIN"
I too hope to meet MICHAEL FREAKIN'MAIN in person some day.
So, Michael... You sound humbled by his acknowledging you as a celebratante (new word added to the Oxford Dictionary, just had to use it; okay it may be misspelled).
This young man has the opportunity to hear your smooth delivery of news on the radio while motoring around on appointments. Guess the call center people hadn't known you really are The Michael Main; their loss, cause you are good.
Man, how cool -- you're like the new Allen Dale for the younger set. (Time warp...Allen, with his distinctive gravel voice, was in SA radio back in the 60's and 70's.)
So....does that mean I can call you MFM?
Hee hee.
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