There Is A God! (new geo Blog for April 16/18)


I think that my not so good relationship with salespeople began when I was a production board op at CKY in Winnipeg. One of the sales guys would put his stuff on top of the to-do production basket whenever I left the studio and to add insult to injury he would reward me for a job well done with a single movie pass. My attitude spiraled down, even more, when I first became a program director at CKOM in Saskatoon. After receiving a great rating book with our new format, the GM ordered me to change it even though we were # 1 in almost every daypart because our sales department couldn’t sell it. I left instead.
Looking back at my career though, there were a few good ones. One of them, in particular, was Tim Reever whom I met in Boston when Jim Hilliard and I reunited after a decade to work together on a six-month project at WVBF. (I ended up being there five years) Tim was the sales manager and like me a runner so we ended up training for races on the Charles almost every day.
Now that we both live in Florida, we had dinner together with his wife Heidi recently where we talked about the “good ol’ days in Boston. Tim who was is a much better runner than I recalled one of our early training runs where he did most of the talking. I just listened because I needed all of my breath just to try and keep up with him. On this particular run, Tim remembers saying to me, “George, you’ve known Hilliard for a long time right” and when I nodded my head in agreement, he went on to say, “I really need your help man because the amount of money Jim wants me to bill with our present rating situation is impossible. I need you to help explain the situation to him so he’ll back off.” Tim then laughingly remembered my response. He claimed that I stopped running and said, “Your right Tim, I have known Jim for a long time and what I’ve learned in that time is that it’s much easier to give him what he wants then talk him out of it.”
Before long Tim “got it” and started doing things like making a half a million dollars in one day by renting the sidewalk out front of the Prudential Tower. However, that sidewalk cost $50,000.00 for one day and what made that real estate so valuable was that it was right near the finish line of the Boston Marathon which Tim turned into gold.
Sometimes just being different for different sake is enough.
The people don’t know really know what they like; they just like what they know.
I’ve never forgotten the days when the pretty receptionists at the radio stations I consulted would eventually stop me and say, “Mr. Johns, I understand that you’re the person who picks the music we play?” When I answered that indeed I did, some of them would say, “I was wondering if you would have time to get a drink some evening, I love music and would love to talk to you about how I could get involved?” There is a God!
When I was a program director my job was to keep dee-jays and management apart. They scared each other to death.
I think the only reason executives make so much money today must be because they’re the ones who decide what everyone should be paid.
How come the Asian Americans don’t need the governments help?
As much as I love the product sold at Victoria’s Secret, I can’t figure out how so little can cost so much?
People only dream about their wants but worry about their needs all the time.
When you get to hang out with celebrities, and they become boring, you tend to blame yourself.
I wonder what our founding fathers would think about America today?
Father Time is still the greatest teacher of all time.
Gathering information is a wonderful thing until you discover how much of it is wrong.
Mediocrity knows nothing better than itself.
Genius, as difficult as it may be to do so, needs to be tolerated.
Creative people are ultra sensitive to everything.
Today is starting out pretty smooth; I don’t think anybody launched a new social network.
It’s not the strong who survive; it’s the adaptable.
Adversity brings out the best in some people.
Gifted people have great difficulty in recognizing talent in others.
Wealthy people only fear other wealthy people.
There are no small parts at a radio station just small players.
My creativity begins with the uttering of the word no.
It used to be that when two young ladies walked into a bar, you thought it was your lucky day. Now you just assume that they are Lesbians and move on.
I’ve read and heard a lot of great things about a lot of great people but them being especially nice was not one of them.
Intelligent people reasonably informed seldom disagree.
As Leon Russell said, “You’ve gotta earn the right to wear shades on stage.”
Why does it seem like you can have any of the women you don’t want but not the one you do?
I remember when it was the air talent, not the executives who made all the money.
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