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Stories From Behind The Chair
My Tainted Love Story
I know what you're thinking and this story isn't anything like that at all. I said tainted love because I mean the song "Tainted Love" remember that classic from the 80's? Yeah I'm sure you remember the version before Marilyn Manson. It was sung by a group called Soft Cell and I think it is the version that most people remember.
So I was working at a Regis Salon back in 1990ish and we were very limited to what we could hear on the stereo system. We only were able to get 3 bloody stations and one was country that was not allowed (even in Texas go figure) the other was rap or hip hop music. So that only left one station which was oldies. This station wasn't a bad choice considering it was our only choice and it played 60's 70's and 80's tunes.
One day I noticed that the same DJ would play the song "Tainted Love" like every couple hours or so. He did this everyday and I seemed to be the only person that noticed it and I wondered why is this the only song that this DJ plays over and over all day long, like every 2 to 3 hours, it didn't make sense to me and everyone told me if it bothered me to just call the DJ on the request line and ask him. So that is what I did.... so it began!
I called the station and spoke with this DJ and asked him politely why he always plays "Tainted Love" like all the time. He flat out denied it and said that it wasn't true, that he hardly even "Ever" plays that song and he doesn't even know who sings it. I was kind of flabbergasted and proceeded to tell him that I wasn't trying to be rude or anything but I was just wondering if there was a story or something behind it as pleasantly as you please.
Well he started getting very upset, he asked me what my name is, I said that it was Beatrice, he asked me where I worked and I told him at a hair salon but didn't tell him which one. He proceeded to ask me if I was one of those people who would just randomly call radio stations just to give the DJ a hard time or something? I told him that I was by no means a DJ groupie and that I was just wondering about "THAT SONG"! Then he said they didn't even have that song in their library. Now this guy was getting under my skin. So I told him okay I see how it is, no problem don't worry about it I won't give it a second thought and I hung up.
When I got off the phone, not 15 minutes later guess what happened? The DJ came on the radio and said." I just recieved a request for "Tainted Love" and before he played the song he said, "This is for Beatrice". I couldn't believe it, everyone in the salon was laughing their heads off. So guess what happened two hours later? Another request from Beatrice for "Tainted Love". It was like clock work all day long. Then it happened again the next day, every 2 to 3 hours, the same thing, my name over the radio requesting that song.
People that I knew that worked in the same vicinity were coming into my shop and asking me if I was the Beatrice requesting that song, and I would say, yes but no,oh hell it was a mess. I couldn't believe this guy did this to me.
Finally about a week of this we were working and the DJ comes on and everyone was expecting him to play that song again and say that Beatrice was requesting it but instead he said, "I have been getting a lot of complaints about this Beatrice girl calling in requesting "Tainted Love" so I won't be able to play it just for her anymore but you will hear it once in a while, so for the last time, I dedicate this song to Beatrice where ever she is". Everyone in the salon again were cracking up at me and just had a good time at my expense. I was laughing my ass off too I mean this guy was too much. Then later on that day someone I worked with in the salon started humming that song under her breath and then someone else started singing it and before you knew it everyone in the damn salon was singing "Tainted Love". It was crazy and to this day I cannot hear that song without thinking about that bloody DJ.