Never Put Leftovers in the Radio Station Refrigerator

Back in the good ole days when radio stations actually had live people in the building, there was one thing you could always count on.  If you put your leftovers in the radio station refrigerator, the night guy was going to eat them.

And it didn't matter what you had.  If you left a half eaten peanut butter and sardine sandwich in the fridge, the night guy would still devour it.  And don't even think about leaving half a pizza.  A broke, hungry DJ could survive for a week on that thing.

Which reminds me of a former co-worker named RJ Wilson.  RJ is a great guy but he was a terrible employee. He was lazy and shameless.  If there was something in the prize closet that RJ could use to barter with a local restaurant, he was going to help himself.

Many years ago, one of our DJ's heard about a new product called "Clone Your Bone", that made a paper mache mold of your junk.  So, of course, RJ decided to do some consumer testing.  After thumbing through the pages of a dirty magazine, "little RJ" was ready to be cloned.  In order for the paper mache to harden (so to speak), you had to place it in the fridge.  Like an idiot, RJ left his "cloned bone" in the refrigerator of our staff lounge to cool overnight.

And wouldn't you know, the first person to discover it was the most uptight lady in the office.  I can only imagine how revolted and disgusted she must have felt when she opened the refrigerator to place Weight Watcher frozen meal inside, only to discover a paper mache mold of RJ's dong.  Needless to say, the boss issued a strongly worded memo to the staff later that day.