Saturday, December 6, 2008

Hill and the Pill

I went on a tour of Hill Holliday today with my ad group. It was pretty sweet, mostly because the building is gorgeous and the two account people who showed us around were nicer than they needed to have been. You know? They gave us business cards and smiled a lot. We really appreciated that.

One of them had an adorable habit of mixing metaphors, which is one of my personal favorite experiences to collect. Some people collect hats, some people collect polaroid cameras that don't work too well-- I collect messed up phrases. For example, she told us that something could happen "at the drop of a dime." To which I say: I could drop a dime at the drop of a hat, but never the twain shall meet.

As I mentioned, the Hill floors are beautiful. After a super long presentation including an agency reel (my favorite!), a case study (boo!), and copious stupid questions ("Do people wear jeans a lot in advertising agencies?"), we continued our tour of the actual working spaces. The most important thing about the company is that they value "transparency" and "accountability", so all the executive offices are floor-to-ceiling glass panels. All the other people work in "pods" that consist of desk clusters in open space. The views of the city are beyond incredible-- I could see to Allston, Cambridge, the airport, and whatever else happens in the other direction. Southie?

My ears pricked up when one of our tour guides mentioned how her friend transferred from the Boston office to the NYC office. Wôt? You can do that? Hrrmmmm....

I finished off the night with a looong The Pill dance party at Great Scott. One issue: the music was not so great tonight. For some reason, they always have a bizarre house/techno-y 20 minutes or so, when people retire to the bar or dance half-heartedly. Then FINALLY they start playing MGMT, The Ting Tings, The Clash, The Smiths, The Libertines, et al. I wish I could just bring a playlist and set that up for the whole night. DJing is fun at small get togethers, but I'm sure doing it for a club of dirty angry college kids is a bit more pressure.

Oh well.

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