didn't expect to go to HARD this year, but then this happened:
That's me! me me me. I randomly entered at work and I won. Thanks, PAPERMAG, for picking lil' ol' me! wooty woot! but for now I'm still at work
I had the interesting opportunity to pick up the tickets from a very prominent celebrity PR agency in LA, one that I actually work with most days. While waiting in reception, I saw the boy, soon to give me my hard summer tickets, handing a colleague some phone contraption and explaining how she could use it to share anything and everything at hard - pictures, video, blurbs. It made me think about how everyone wants to share nowadays, but no one really gives a fuck on the receiving end.
I had the interesting opportunity to pick up the tickets from a very prominent celebrity PR agency in LA, one that I actually work with most days. While waiting in reception, I saw the boy, soon to give me my hard summer tickets, handing a colleague some phone contraption and explaining how she could use it to share anything and everything at hard - pictures, video, blurbs. It made me think about how everyone wants to share nowadays, but no one really gives a fuck on the receiving end.
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