The DJ

I used to internally debate over which is a crappier DJ....the guy at the roller skating rink that is a bit too old to be at the roller skating rink and he sat up in that booth with the carpeted walls around it and you had to stand on the tip toe stopper thing on your rental skates to request a Billy Squier song?...or...the DJ I saw once at a shoe store. Huh? Yeah, a fucking DJ was workin the 1's and 2's at the local shoe store in my little town. It was called the Shoe Carnival and the dude was running contests and spinning some crazy prize wheel and generally annoying the four people looking to buy their keds and get the fuck out of there. Well...the debate ends here. Unless you start with the guy at the dive strip club...whole different category.