There are two types of Radio DJs I just can't stand(thus drive me to listen to the albums I've loaded on my computer):
Those that sound like they have to manage an incredible amount of saliva in their mouths. It's just gross. I don't want to listen to them swallow their own spit. Like Steve Seel.
Those that pause, almost Shatner-esque mid sentence. Like Mark Wheet. Or all the old timey Radio K djs.
Just shut up and play me my music goddamnet. Except Mary Lucia. She's good, and is allowed to speak.