Sitting in the lobby of our hotel in Boston after a long day at PAX, we just didn't want to move. We were so tired and none of us wanted to make our way up to the room. We were just going to wait until everyone else in our group came back down. While we waited, I noticed a lady on the phone. She was speaking with someone about getting passes to PAX for a boy staying at the hotel. This late in the game, considering the passes sold out months ago, there was little to no chance of that happening.
I had three one day passes. One for each day. I bought these before I got my plane ticket and it turned out that I wouldn't be needing my Sunday pass. A friend, Sudhir, that was with me was in the same boat. I approached her after she got off the phone and handed her the Sunday pass. Sudhir followed suit. Her eyes lit up and she said, "You just made someone very happy" and she called up to the room. Apparently, he was moping around the hotel room because he couldn't get into PAX.
A few minutes later a boy (..guy...dude?) of 18 or 19 strolled out of the elevator smiling ear to ear. He couldn't thank us enough. It felt pretty awesome. We got him and his mom into PAX for the price of two passes that we weren't going to use anyway. So, no loss on our part, but it meant a lot to them.
I don't often pat myself on the back, but I will now. Way to go, me!
All of us at IndiesNeedBooze are pretty nice guys. It is rather self-serving that I am the one writing this post, but I just wanted to get it out there. I feel great about what we did. It makes me feel good to make people genuinely happy.