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Skybox Paging. 

NBC had (and probably still has) one of those fancy viewing rooms up in the rafters of Madison Square Garden. The Sales Department used it to impress current clients, potential advertisers, and their cousin's best friend from college. It was stocked with snacks and a whole lotta liquor. When they couldn't find a Sales guy to supervise the outside visitors, they requisitioned a Page for the job. It was dirty work, but somebody had to do it. When the previous Skybox Page left the company, somehow this cushy assignment fell into my lap. And Sales usually stuck with the same Page, because there were certain unwritten customs that could only be imparted from one Skybox Page to another.

The job required a little bit of bartending (but not much - the drinkers normally served themselves), lots of schmoozing, and... sometimes other things. If the MSG event was a concert, the clients often invited the Page to join in the festivities, which might include wacky terbacky. I tried to stay straight for most of my initial stints, but I could see that it was putting a slight damper on their parties.

So when Jethro Tull came to town, I suspected that I would eventually get sucked into the celebration. Sure enough, the clients had a ton of weed, and kept offering me hits, but I resisted the temptation for at least three songs. However, when the band started playing the guitar intro from Thick As A Brick, I knew I was a goner. 😉
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