hang the dj

Much fun has been made of the "art" of DJ-ing, but tonight I learned that it is the DJ who has the last laugh. I just finished trailing for my first evening shift at Chichi Hotel, and a DJ came in to "work" for three hours. During this time she bopped her head a little, talked on her cell phone, and stood behind the sound equipment (no turntables that I was aware of) looking cute. For this arduous task she gets compensated $300, $50 in food and alcohol which she can consume while working, and drink tickets for her friends. Meanwhile, the waitstaff scurries around in the required high heels for eight to ten hours and typically makes half that amount, minus the extra goodies. Perhaps it's time to rethink my career plans...