It’s amazing what you can finagle your way into by simply acting like you’re supposed to be there. As complex as we like to think we are, at the end of the day, humans are just animals in a herd, and as long as someone looks and acts like they belong (and no one speaks up when they notice something slightly off) then they’re in there like swimwear. Don a yellow jacket and stroll backstage at any concert you want. Tell people you’re the Prime Minister of some far off land and get treated like a celebrity. Walk into theCHIVE HQ off the streets wearing a KCCO shirt you found at a Goodwill, sit down at an empty desk, and start publishing photos of butts under a generic name like “Alex” — they’ll just assume you’ve worked there all along, and you can sleep under your desk and live off beer and peanuts for at least three years. Fake it till ya make it, folks.