How to Get Media Without Knowing Anyone
If you don’t like the news, go out and make some of your own.
A booming voice shouted at me: “Excuse me! You can’t go in there!”
I kept walking as if I didn’t hear him.
Luckily, the security guard didn’t get up from behind his desk. He cared enough to shout at me but not enough to actually chase me down. Everything was going according to plan.
As he continued to yell, I was still pretending to be on my cell phone, and me and my crisp-lined pantsuit (yep, one of the leftovers from the banking days) continued to zip right past him. I had my hair pulled back, and I felt ...