Posted: Nov 21, 2012 10:56 am
I like to imagine that applying for a job at Vice is like going through bizarro security at the airport.
first they swab your hands for cocaine residue, but you can only pass if it shows up.
second they check your id, and you can only pass if you have a Brooklyn driver's license, or if you don't have a driver's license because it's not cool to drive in nyc. then they ask you if you have extremely poor or naive taste in music, culture, and art.
Third they make you go through the big radio wave scanning machine, and a brown rotten asshole must show up on the security screen.
If you make it through all that, congratulations! You are now a Vice employee!