All the music was new, and all our Ideas were fresh. That was our dowwnfall. There was a real feeling of distrust
coming from the other side of the building, directed at us, like we were the upstart kids, playing with a ka-billion
watt radio station. Like they thought we were actually dangerous. There was a feeling of rebellion that really came
across on the air. It was best demonstrated at one of the Infamous KZEL Christmas Parties, known marketwide for a
level of decadence, drunkeness and debachery that had become a thing of legend.

Anyway, when it came time to adjourn upstairs to the dining room, the restaurant had to open up a tiny anteroom to
fit all the staff members in attendence. This room only had enough space for one longish table, and as the group
broke up into the inevitable high school-like cliques that all organizations seem to have in common, the only space
left for the New Rock folks were at this one table, separate from the rest of the Sales, Management and KZEL
people.

We quickly became known as the "Kid's Table" and we partied as hard as I ever have in a co-worker only setting.
It was the most fun I've ever had at an inside-radio station event, EVER. It was "US" versus "THEM" all night
long, and we showed the "old timers" how to party. Hell, when the KZEL party ended, I then drove up to Coburg
to cap off the night at the KRVM Christmas Party.

AH, to be 33 again...

If they hadn't moved me to KZEL. Who's to say what would've happened. They never even thanked me for the time
I covered for the morning guy. I always assumed I made the mistake of embarrasing the PD,that I must have done
too well, since they never seemed to have a problem telling me that I sucked.