Radio People.

Monday, March 8th, 2010

When I left the quiet halls of a small town newspaper, and eventually embarked on a career in broadcasting, I was warned about the big heads.  Not literal giant heads, but the egotism of the field I was about to enter.  These friendly pieces of advice could not have been more right.  And they could not have been more wrong.

I began my career at KKOW radio in Pittsburg, spent time at WIBW in Topeka and have spent the last two years, and hopefully, many more here at KMBZ.  And while I have certainly run into my share of strange, full-of-themselves individuals, the people I have worked with could not have been more welcoming.

For instance, when I was hired as News Director in Pittsburg, there could well have been jealousy.  I was 22-years-old, with no radio experience, and was being put in charge of one of the most prestigious newsrooms in the area.  Instead of jealousy, I found only hands extended in welcome.  Program Director Thom Watts would stand up with me at my wedding years later.  Then-DJ Dalton Windsor and I are still close friends.  Sales Manager “Danger” Dave Fink still screams “Jeffrey!  Jeffrey!  Jeffrey!” whenever he sees me.  I could say the same for the staff at WIBW.  Greg, Dob, Dave, Jan, Jen, Jerry……and on and on.

When I came to KMBZ, I encountered more of the same.  Short on egoes….big on family.  I’m not trying to paint an unrealistic picture here.  We all have challenges with co-workers from time to time.  But our News Director Nichole has offered to help with my kids.  I have attended church from time to time with Bill Grady.  Eric Bushman and I share an odd sense of humor that most people cannot begin to understand.

The point is, in a field where big heads and big egos should be everywhere, 90 percent of the people I consider colleagues are also great friends.  We all want to be the best we can be.  But most of us want to see our co-workers succeed just as much.  I wouldn’t still be doing this if I didn’t feel that way.

Hot Blooded….More Than Just a Hair Band Song

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

heat

I was on the scene of a homicide the other day when Channel 9’s Brenda Washington called me to the carpet yet again.  It was 19 degrees outside, and there I was, coat unbutton, no hat, no gloves, no scarf.

“There he is, Mr. Hot Blooded!” she smiled.

Brenda wore a hat, earmuffs, a cozy winter coat and a scarf.  On a day like this one, even a snuggie probably would not have done the job.  She was still cold!

Now, this may make me seem irresponsible.  You might think I often catch pneumonia and scare my children when I arrive home with ice dangling from my hair.  Not so.

I just so happens that I am an extremely warm-blooded individual.  And I don’t mean just the average “doesn’t mind the cold” type of guy. 

I’m the guy who can shovel the driveway in a light jacket and usually be okay.

I’m the guy who rolls the windows down when it’s 35 outside because the heater made me feel too warm.

I’m the guy who blares the air conditioner in the heat of summer and freezes the rest of the family out.

In fact, I think they need to put flames on the sides of Cruiser 980.  I could change my on-air name to Blaze Anderson.

Okay, maybe we’ll leave the name the way it is.