Respect your Elders
Jan. 17th, 2006 08:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyThe radio station changed its logo recently, so we were given shiny new name badges today. While I like the new logo, I much preferred the old, solid badge with my name engraved on it to the new cardboard label in a laminated pouch. It's got a clip on it, but we have to provide our own lanyards if we want them. Hmph.
Liz wasn't on air today, as she was off having a tooth filled. It does put her wisdom tooth-related hissyfit a few months back into perspective. Perhaps her teeth were playing up at the time.
Our regular producer, Nola, has been absent the last few weeks. She has a chronic illness, so that wasn't unusual. She was back today, with the news that while she had been in hospital, it wasn't for the usual problem. Rather, she had been truly and suddenly taken sick, surprising all and sundry with exciting new symptoms, a medical mystery solved only when one of the nurses realised the pharmacist had given her the wrong pills when filling her regular prescription.
In place of Liz was Alan, a cheerful middle-aged builder with a diamond stud earring and a bushy white beard edged with ginger. There was a notice on the board, asking us to write down any issues we want to discuss at the upcoming readers' meeting, and Alan wrote down: "What to call the Elders". God, give me strength. I like Alan - top bloke and all that - but he's been pushing this barrow for over a year now and I thought it was well and truly in the past.
Two of our fellow volunteers, you see, are Mormons doing their missionary year. They're not always the same Mormons - they seem to have a two-month turnaround - but while they're doing their bit in the City by the Sea they work as producers at our station as a general "getting out in the community and doing good deeds" thing. There was a lot of discussion initially because we're not a religious station at all, so they agreed that there would be no proselytising either on- or off-air. They've stuck to that, and everyone's happy. Except Alan.
His issue is that the Elders insist on being called "Elder". They give up their given names while they're being missionaries, apparently, so we have had a succession of people all called Elder Lastname. I don't see an issue here: if the producer wants to be called Queen Pandrox the Twelfth when I do the thanks at the end of the show, I'm happy to go along with it. Alan, on the other hand, thinks it's a form of publicising their religion. To which I say, how can it be, when we don't mention what that religion is?
Anyway, he's going to lose again, because most of the other volunteers don't have a problem with the name Elder and because the station checked the policy with the head office in Melbourne and they don't have a problem with it either.
Liz wasn't on air today, as she was off having a tooth filled. It does put her wisdom tooth-related hissyfit a few months back into perspective. Perhaps her teeth were playing up at the time.
Our regular producer, Nola, has been absent the last few weeks. She has a chronic illness, so that wasn't unusual. She was back today, with the news that while she had been in hospital, it wasn't for the usual problem. Rather, she had been truly and suddenly taken sick, surprising all and sundry with exciting new symptoms, a medical mystery solved only when one of the nurses realised the pharmacist had given her the wrong pills when filling her regular prescription.
In place of Liz was Alan, a cheerful middle-aged builder with a diamond stud earring and a bushy white beard edged with ginger. There was a notice on the board, asking us to write down any issues we want to discuss at the upcoming readers' meeting, and Alan wrote down: "What to call the Elders". God, give me strength. I like Alan - top bloke and all that - but he's been pushing this barrow for over a year now and I thought it was well and truly in the past.
Two of our fellow volunteers, you see, are Mormons doing their missionary year. They're not always the same Mormons - they seem to have a two-month turnaround - but while they're doing their bit in the City by the Sea they work as producers at our station as a general "getting out in the community and doing good deeds" thing. There was a lot of discussion initially because we're not a religious station at all, so they agreed that there would be no proselytising either on- or off-air. They've stuck to that, and everyone's happy. Except Alan.
His issue is that the Elders insist on being called "Elder". They give up their given names while they're being missionaries, apparently, so we have had a succession of people all called Elder Lastname. I don't see an issue here: if the producer wants to be called Queen Pandrox the Twelfth when I do the thanks at the end of the show, I'm happy to go along with it. Alan, on the other hand, thinks it's a form of publicising their religion. To which I say, how can it be, when we don't mention what that religion is?
Anyway, he's going to lose again, because most of the other volunteers don't have a problem with the name Elder and because the station checked the policy with the head office in Melbourne and they don't have a problem with it either.
