So this afternoon, instead of doing something nice and outdoorsy (y'know, go outside, get some fresh air in yr lungs, yadda etc), I was holed up at XDU moving CDs around. Yes, us college radio DJs sure know how to have us some fun... But it got done and hopefully made stuff easier to reach and easier to find. Had help from fellow wrrld music DJs Christiane, Andy, Lisa B & Sta Salsera. Which was definitely all to the good, cos not only were we moving shelves full of CDs around but we were re-taping a whole subgenre. (Hopefully) Quick explanation: all the CDs at the station are coded by small pieces of tape on the sides of the cases. Por ejemplo, all the rock CDs have yellow tape at the top, all the jazz CDs have blue, all the world CDs have green. In addition, the world section is divided into subgenres, which are marked by a center-spine piece of tape. And that's where the fun starts, as the breakdown used to look like this: black = Africa; yellow = Asia; brown = India, etc. So what we did today was change it so that green = Africa. That's a start at least. I don't think the people that put the old hierarchy in place meant to be offensive. But it's bothered me for years now so I'm glad to have finally gotten it changed, even if just a little bit
that's not gonna make those giant ants any happier
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