Got a phone call from my ex-girlfriend today....
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she just wanted to rub the fact that her company gave her back stage passes to eddie's solo show in NYC.
bitch.
this is a girl that can't name more than 5 pearl jam songs.
fuck it. better than her calling me to tell me that she is pregnant with my kid.
bitch.
this is a girl that can't name more than 5 pearl jam songs.
fuck it. better than her calling me to tell me that she is pregnant with my kid.
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oh man that is one bitchy move.
i usually don't join in the 'bitch parades'...but that is one total bitch-ass move. low and unclassy.
good thing she is your EX.
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i am at work, and i just want to scream.
what a low blow.
why stoop so low, jeez..
bitch.
out of curiousity though, want kind of work does she do that her company has backstage passes to concerts??? (because I may send in my resume)
at the hartford show there was a girl chatting with someone she knew sitting next to me before the show and she goes "too bad I don't know the songs like you guys do...well, I'm off to my seat" and goes down to the third row!!!
not really.....cause if she wasn't you'd, be going backstage
she does advertising for turner broadcasting located in columbus circle. it not so much what she does that gets her these tickets, but the fact that her company has so many connections and so many tickets to any & all events all over NYC at their finger tips.
i hope she comes down with a sudden illness and can no longer go.
ah I figured it had to be something like that, somehow related to promotions or whatever. boo! I doubt I'll ever be in that line of work!
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shit... if i new it was going to turn out like this, i totally should have!
as to getting such tix, it's all WHO you know, not necessarily what line of work or industry. if you are a BIG firm or company say within NYC, you usually CAN get such 'perks'...if you know the proper channels/people within your office. i am sure someone in my firm could snag such kinds of tix easily, but fuck if i know this person.
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if it was pearl jam i might take the risk
hehe, but not EV solo???
nah no interest (which i have said on numerous occasions) lol
depending on the looks
I dunno, I work for a really big firm with offices all over the planet, but I can't imagine anyone here having access to that sort of thing.
obviously, i don't mean EVERY single big firm that exists, there are always parameters....but i think it is especially common here in NYC. i KNOW many of the bigger execs get some MAJOR tix, perks, etc.....and thus share with staff, etc. you have to KNOW who gets em, has access, etc.
hell, when pj was playing the beacon - and we all thought at first tix would be like 1K each - someone posted a list of robin hood foundation board. checked it over, saw the CEO of one of our major clients, one who one of our managers recently jumped on over to...and i seriously considered e-mailing him to see what he could do. i know many, many people in very 'unsexy' work who have a plethora of 'connections' for such things. it IS all who you know as i said earlier.
i just need to get tight with one of the partners and open some doors there. hahaha.
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Thats fucked up !
May she trip going back stage fracture a body part
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