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Originally Posted by chelsea24
Oops! Hope "You go girl" wasn't your slogan!  Yes, honestly ad agencies are just like you see in the movies. All the brainstorming meetings, many of them carried out in outdoor cafes in good weather (hard to find in Chicago) accompanied by many pitchers of Margaritas!
The series Madmen is especially true to form, but set in a decade previous to mine. The Tom Hanks/Jackie Gleason movie hit home especially to me because at that time I was a Creative Director, while trying to care for an ailing father. I think it's called 'Nothing in Common'. The big difference was that I was extremely close to my Dad, unlike the movie. But the office atmosphere was right on.
Being on the creative side, we had a lot of freedom. If it helped you to skateboard around the office to come up with the "big idea" (we actually had a guy that used to do that) it was allowed. A great time. Office on Michigan Ave. Could dress anyway we wanted (jeans, etc,) except for client meetings. Wonderfully funny, quirky people.
My main client was Ralston Purina, so I was forever going to Checkerboard Square in St.Louis. I can see why the P & G building is called The Ivory Tower. P & G is a huge client. Your idea of storming the building might be a tricky one. But I love the visual of you being dragged out chanting the Metamusil slogan.  However, if you really love it, find out the agencies that handle P&G (I'm sure they have a few) and see if you can talk to one of the Creative Directors. Just be aware that many can be notorious thieves and will say it was their idea! Or "oh, we have something like this in the works." Come to think of it, it might be safer for you to send it to the client or P&G. They might just actually pay you for it!
Hey, if you're bored, why not start a thread with funny pictures that people can caption??? I think that would be fun.
psssssssst, I've heard about Tony's fear of English Majors. My degree is in Journalism. Don't tell him. He'll expect me to know how to spell!  |
Hey Chels,
Nope, not, "You go, girl." Mine is much better than that.
And what you say about the risk of possibly stepping into a den of thieves, oh yeah, I know.
I can just see it, little ol' Boomer the Bumpkin, retired bumpkin at that, aging Boomer the Boomer, still got a spark though, bumbling into an ad agency. There they all are, wet behind the ears, figuring they will have this ol' boomer for lunch, spit out the bones. Oh yeah, Chels, I know.
Wow! I wish this snow would melt. I was supposed to go somewhere today. And here I am on this infernal computer.
I have got to get out of here. And besides, Tony is gonna bust us for hijacking pretty soon. Ohhhhh, if only I had me a couple of degrees that I could hold up in front of him. Degrees with something about English major imprinted upon them. You know, to ward him off, kinda like garlic they use in those scary movies. If only, if only, if only, I were to have such pieces of paper, I could scare Mr. Tony, Mr. Admin, Sir, with them. I wonder, still wonder, though, why the fear and need to besmirch English majors. Every week almost, Garrison Keillor takes a hit on English majors. And now, Tony is doing it, too. There must be some deep-rooted cause of this deep-rooted fear of English majors. Not that I know anything about English majors. Just wondering.
Hijacking? I guess so. But I think that is a trait of the ENFP's or ESPN's or whatever the heck we are. A trait must be not being able to get your letters in the right order. Stream of consciousness all around, huh. Oh well.
Boomer the Bumpkin