Oh My God (Technoboy’s Callsheet) - Technoboy, Shayla

Hey girl it’s Shayla oh my god, have I got a story for you!

I got a call from my agency and they asked me to play at this club

you are never gonna believe the shit that I had to go through

oh my god!

So anyway, I’m walking to the club

and as I approach this massive line up a front

I walk up to this big fat guy at the door and introduce myself

He was like «Look, stop wasting my time,

and line up just like everybody else»

I was like «What?!

I’m wasting your time?!

Motherfucker, You’re wasting my time!

I’m supposed to be playing in 15 minutes,

why don’t you go and check with your manager, okay!?»

oh my god!

oh my god!

He turns around and point his fucking finger to the back of the line,

and guess what, I had to line up for a fucking half hour

I eventually made my way into the club and I look around and I was like

«Where the fuck is the DJ booth?!»

I finally found the guy that was playing 5th to me

«You're late!»

I can’t believe he spoke to me like that.

What is everybody’s problem?

oh my god!

So I get my shit together and I start playing my favorite track,

and then the whole dance floor stops

and everybody was staring at me

Meanwhile the club owner approaches me and says «excuse me,

can you please stop playing the junk, because nobody likes that kinda music in

here»

I was like «What do you want me to do?»

I didn’t have anything else to play

So he goes to the backroom

and brings me a whole box of commercial shit for me to play and goes

«Here you go, sweetheart.

You can play these»

God, that was truly the shittiest freakin' club that I had ever played at

Oh my god!