Because I Can… the random thoughts of Marc Scott

Perception is a strange and mysterious thing.  I’m always intrigued by how two people can look at the exact same object, read the exact same sentence, or know the exact same person, and yet, see two entirely different things.  If you ask me, it’s all part of the wonder of creation.  How we use our eyes and ears and nose and touch and mouth and then put all the pieces of the puzzle together with our brains.  So many interpretations that aren’t right and aren’t wrong.  They just are.

I am not fun.  I made this revelation to the world earlier today on Twitter.  My actual tweet was, “Confession: I am nowhere near as fun as people think I am from listening. Sorry.  In fact, off air, I am as boring as whale snot.” No foolin’.”

I had a conversation with one of my cousin’s this weekend at a family reunion.  He said that he laughs every time he hears me on the radio because he knows me, and he knows that off the air, I stand in the corner and don’t speak four words in an entire night.  But yet, there I am, on the radio, talking away and driving people home everyday.  He’s right you know.  Off the air, I am somebody else.

This may seem an odd confession.  It may even seem a bit deceiving.  Especially to those that listen to me daily.  Is the whole thing a sham?  Is it a lie?  Have I just pulled back the curtain and revealed that the wizard really isn’t a wizard at all?  Maybe, I suppose.

Another dear friend of mine teases me about my multiple personality disorder.  The thing is, maybe she is actually on to something.  Before you assume I’m admitting I’m nuts, just roll with me for a moment.  I think the truth is simply that there is the “on air” Marc and the “off air” Marc.

Radio is meant to be entertaining.  I am hired, quite literally, to do “a show.”  That’s what they call it.  The “Wake Up Show” the “Drive Show” it’s all show.  So this is what I do.  I try to entertain.  I try to put on a good show.  Where it gets confusing is that, for many people, all they know of me is the show.  So their perception is defined by this 4 hour a day glimpse into who I am.

Off the air, I really am, as I said, boring as whale snot.  I drink milk.  White.  I eat chips.  Plain.  I sit in my apartment, dimly lit with a few candles, and I fall asleep on the couch.  Sometimes I have the TV on.  Other times I don’t.  I don’t really go to the movies, or out for dinner or even bowling.  Off the air my life is quiet, simple, boring.  Occasionally I respond to fire calls, but that’s about it.  I am not nearly as fascinating as some would think, or like to think.

I feel bad because I often get emails and notes from people who listen to me on the radio and want to get to know me better because I seem like fun.  I guess that is all part of the mystery of perception.  Perhaps, to some, I sound fun.  But in reality, not so much.  So I just wanted to let everybody know.  If you keep listening, I’ll keep giving you a show, but mostly, that is all it is.