One Stupid Mistake After Another. Longest Post For Me Ever.

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Cap Capello

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Details: A Holiday Party booked in October for a Sunday this month.

As the company/corporate December and January bookings are well below par this year, I quoted a price (didn't say it was a discount or anything like that) I thought would be attractive enough to halt them from shopping any further.

That was Mistake #1.

They agreed to the price and I issued the person a contract. The person signed the contract, paid in full up front as required, and we were all set.

Enter the President of the group who emails me they needed 4 and 1/2 hours, not 4. I agreed to provide the extra 30 minutes gratis for the original price and resent a new contract to the original person. He signed it an returned it. I assumed these two officers of the organization were jointly coordinating the event details.

That was Mistake #2.

A few days before the event, the usual, "Hi, just making sure everything's okay and here are the final details as I have them" call went out. Start at 5, done at 9:30, the 4 1/2 hours. "Oh no", says he, "we want you to stay till 10pm".

"That would be an additional 1/2 hour fee," he was told, payable at the event start. He said he would take care of that. I sent a confirming email to the President so she would also know they will need some additional funds for the additional time.

Event night: Left the house at 2:30pm due the 8" of snow, and was still falling, that covered the 21 miles of travel to the place for the 5:00pm start. Then, at the hotel, the entrances were snowed in. I brought a shovel just in case and dug my way in even though my contract states specifically they (the house/client) must provide a clear, non-hazardous, unencumbered, into and out of the lot, doorways, and hallways.

That was Mistake #3.

Music started at 5:00pm. Met the contract signer, but forgot to mention to him about the additional half hour.

That was Mistake #4.

Cocktail hour was supposed to end at 6:00pm but went to 6:30pm. Awards were to be from 6:00pm to 6:30pm. Dinner, which was supposed to follow the awards, but the awards were held off, was to be 6:30pm to 7:30pm (a buffet for 340 guests), yet went till almost 8:00pm. They demanded non-Christmas light conversational music throughout dinner.

The awards did begin at 7:30 even though people were still eating. They took about 25 minutes. BUT THEN they did a 50-50 raffle drawing giving away a couple of nice prizes and about $280.00 in cash to one lucky winner BUT THEN started calling numbers for company sweat shirts, one at a time, about 100 or more of them, the last one given away at 8:45pm!!

By the time the first track I played was finished, I had received almost ten requests ranging from the Righteous Brother's "Ebb Tide", to Lil Wayne "Lollipop" to the Archies "Sugar Sugar", to Prince "When Doves Cry".

At about 9:30, I decided to continue on my own, hope to get paid, but if not, chalk it up as another lesson in how to get screwed by not following my own better judgment.

That was Mistake #5.

Another request was for something swing/jitterbug and when the song started, this caloricly challenged fella stomped up to the front of my facade, and screamed "You suck!" Twice. Then stomped off. I wanted to take him down then and there. I didn't, tried to put it behind me, and continued.

That was Mistake #6.

At 9:45pm, a person came up and asked what it would cost for another half hour. Like an idiot, I told him the half hour rate which is $150.00. He said okay and walked away.

That was Mistake #7, the biggest of all.

9:55pm, no one approached me, I shut down at 10:10pm.

Now, a really hefty bleached blond woman wearing an outfit at least one size too small (I'm being generous here) said, "Do you really charge $150 for a half hour." "Yes", I said.

That was Mistake #8

She then said, "You suck" with a certain vehement flair, then a second "You really suck." I won't repeat what I said to her.

Here's the re-Cap:

Mistake #1 : Without obtaining more information that normally would be routine to help qualify the event and the event's leadership, I shot a price. $800.00 instead of $995.00) Cheap is what cheap gets and I'm positive I lost credibility by entering the price war market.

Mistake #2 : Never deal details with anyone except the person who signed the contract even if it means a conference call. It even says in the Bible that man cannot serve two masters.

Mistake #3: I should've demanded the hotel clear the way. By me doing it, I lowered myself to "just a DJ".

Mistake #4 : Should've squared away the timing before pushing a button.

Mistake #5 : I violated my own contract policy by continuing. When will I learn that it never never pays???? Good will? You read what that got me.

Mistake #6 : I should've either shut down or stepped outside and got to an understanding. Sometimes it's tough being both a pro and a Christian.

Mistake #7 : Never agree to talk to anyone about finances or timing or anything about the contracted event except with the contract signing person or their appointed representative. I had no idea who this person was, never questioned his purpose and/ior authority, and erroneously assumed by virtue of his asking, he might be somebody. Horrible horrible decision on my part. This was the worst policy f'up I've made in a long long time.

Mistake #8: See Mistake #7. How she knew? Don't know. Do I regret my comments on her size and clothing? Not really.

Thanks for reading. I'm tired.
 
Sorry to hear about the rough time you had...a hard lesson learned. Sit down, relax with a brandy or hot chocolate, and be glad it's all over. :)

As for the comments about the fat gal in tiny clothes, I tend to save that sort of stuff for the J Mac after the gig. That's actually one of the fun parts about DJing with someone is we can look at each other and be thinking the same thing when the woman with the ham-hock arms, thunder thighs, and love handles - all sausaged into a casing of tight clothes - comes out and starts wiggling it. Not that I can really talk, but I at least wear clothes that fit.

If it's any consolation, I did a wedding back on the 6th where I was informed by a guest that it's shameful that I didn't bring any Pavarotti with me (client never mentioned opera). The week before that, I had both the bride's father and uncle (both drunk) constantly harrassing me for songs. Towards the end of the evening, the uncle started yelling at me because I didn't have the song that he wanted. (I can't remember the tune, but it was obscure and from the 70s.) He was practically dragged away by one of the bridesmaids. I've never been told that I suck, but all these old people stopped short of saying it.
 
Cap I must commend you on your recognizing your flaws (albeit for only one night) it proves you are in fact one of us and not that immortal Super Hero most of us look up to with so much admiration. Remember my friend even Jesus admitted a human flaw while hanging from the cross.
 
Cap - Just goes to show that even the oldest dog can learn a new trick now and then! :sqwink: But seriously, folks...

So a lesson was learned, and you will go back to practicing what you have always taught. (Yes, every once in a while, I listen...) In the meantime, did you at least get the extra half-hour's pay that the client agreed to back on mistake #3?

As to the inappropriately dressed woman in the sausage casing, isn't she at pretty much every event we do? I mean, isn't there always a young woman (or man) who is much less good-looking than she thinks? I know we've all seen her out on the dance floor moving things that have no rightful place moving... Put her out of your mind (as best you can.) Remember, you may indeed "suck," but at least you get paid. She sucks for free! :sqlaugh: :sqwink:

At any rate, Cap. Have a great Holiday, drive safely if you go out tomorrow, thank God that you have Allison and not "sausage-casing" girl, and kick back with a Bluuuuuueeee. :sqbiggrin:
 
Cap,

Don't be so hard on yourself, my brother. Much of what you mention in this thread are things that we all do at one time or other, mostly with good satisfaction. Or appreciation at least. You went above and beyond. You were dealt a bad hand with this group, that's all.

Lowlife people are always lowlife people. There is nothing anyone can do to change them. Whether you charge 'em $100.00 or ten grand, they're still lowlife people and will still treat you like dog chit. It isn't your fault they were disorganized. That's on them.

Well, yeah you could've priced yourself out of the show. But there's no telling if that would have had any affect ~ they could have agreed to pay it anyhow and the lowlifes would have still been there.

I've had to deal with some seriously asinine people at shows over the years. Some people are just plain miserable... it's like they never got out of junior high school. Shirl can tell you ~ the first show we did together, there was a very miserable young fellow who was chronically complaining. Before we left we stopped to thank the client. The complainer was sitting at a table nearby, grumbling. I just ignored him. I'm not a psychiatrist. Babysitting effed-up people isn't in my contract.

Don't take it to heart. Way I figure, you got paid and they didn't. They're back there moaning and you're laughing all the way to the bank. :)
 
Cap:
I shall take this as a lesson and learn from it. But, if you suck for $150 a half hour, I've got to raise my rates.


You know we are all there with you. Been there, done that. Will it happen again? I hope not but I got this guy Murphy who keeps bugging the sh!# out of me.

Get some rest and enjoy the Holidays.

In the words of the great Red Baron, "Merry Christmas my friend".:sqwink:
 
Being perfect myself, I can't fully comprehend what you went through having only perfect events in my 25 years. But that's just me, and do you know who I think I am?

Wait,, okay there was that one time at a school, where the kid wrote on my request list "You're old, you're white and you suck",, but other than that,,,, mmmmm, wait, there was that time when a guy was mad because I didn't have the long version of Inagadavida (sp) and tried to unplug my gear, but other than those two time I have never ever had to deal with what you,,,,,,,

wait,,, shoot, there was that one time when, back in the days of tapes, that my machine ate the tape and I was playing the Prom Theme song,,, had to give some money back there.....

Then there was that little incident with a Bridesmaid who I, umm, made sure didn't talk anymore, but I can't talk about that because of the gag order........

then there was the time.........................................................................
 
I can see it now:

The tour, the DVD collection, the website, the seminar circuit, the t-shirts, selling jewelery on Princes Cruise Lines. Oh the madness, make it stop, make it stop.:sqeek:



Oooh, oooh wait. This one time at band camp..........
 
Friends : Okay, so I suck, but that doesn't mean I have to eat poop too. I'm not going to make Mistake #9 by allowing them that second half hour free.

Ginning up an e-invoice for the extra half hour.

I hope it's ChubbyOneCahboobies (from Star Wars - The Trailer Park Wars) who has to sign the check. I will be mentioning the incidents, with the greatest of political grace of course. Don't need mistake #10.

Thanks for the support.

Jon: You give yourself far too much credit for being able to identify who is the DJ Messiah. It isn't me. It's the one who follows me, the one whose headphones I am not worthy to try on. Now get outta my bathtub. Whadda think it is, the Jordan?
 
I think you're over-analyzing this. As far as I can see you didn't make any mistakes at all.

You left your house and returned some 10 hours later with $800 to your credit. How many people can really suck and bring home that kind of money all on the same day? That right there is quite an accomplishment.

I think if you separate your true self from all these self-imposed but external expectations - you'll find that you did everything right. This was a unique opprotunity and you managed to steer it into an $800 pay day.

You go to the hall early despite terrible weather.
You were entirely self sufficient and took the initiative to get yourself inside and setup.
You knew that 30 miuntes more of job well done was not worth losing the sale over.
You were professional enough to know how and when to end, or not end; an event.

Maybe it's me - I'm just not seeing any mistakes here?
If I had to field a Monday morning complaint call about this event you can be sure I'd have your back. However, I'd doubt there would be any such call.

Do you suck? Probably not. But, in the correct perspective $300/hr for a DJ really does suck to people who seldom bring home $800 in a single day. They are not you.
 
Cap,
I use to get taken all the time by people, thinking I didn't have the right to charge extra or hoping they'd like me more if I played extra for free. After spending a few long nights in a secluded hotel room with you I've change my way of thinking and am now doing business like a business. I'm still generous at times but I'm not getting taken anymore unless I allow it. So thanks.:sqwink:

This last incident just proves that their is much more to learn by all of us from all of us.
 
Ben: You're next.

Jon : In case you missed it entirely, Proformance followed me (the Messiah post). You have your answer and your wanderings in the desert is over.

Proformance: Your take on the scenario was very uplifting, personally gratefully appreciated, and you'll have me at your back too (unless I get really scared). Seriously, thank you.

Fred: Thank you as well. Aged beef is always the best.

Ron: So much for confidentiality. I am not going to the Madonna Dress-a-like Parade in Milburn (or was it Milford?) with you this year. Damn you and that Greek booze.
 
Ben: Listen carefully...in your best Archie Bunker impersonation when he gets his hand/head/mouth stuck in an awkward situation, repeat after me...

"Ahhh, jeeesh Editt," and wince at the same time.

Got it?