[villages07]

achtung..... another field marshal

[Helene2008]

I'm an ENFJ, so is Oprah....maybe I'll start a talk show in one of the squares...LOL

[Russ_Boston]

ESTJ here - I was meant for a fabulous career in engineering - why the heck am I leaving that and becoming a nurse??

[Boomer]

Originally Posted by chelsea24

I'm the same as you Boomer. ENFP. Seems like we're in good company! The Little Mermaid! Wow! Hahaha! Well that would make sense if I wasn't afraid of water!

Anyway, it appears that I did make the correct career choice by going into advertising. hmmmmm... And I always wondered how I ended up there.

Hey Chelsea,

That is a hoot. Ironically, I have said that could I do it over, it would have to be advertising. Of course, I know nothing about how it really works, but in the scenes on television, and in movies, sometimes it shows a room with a bunch of people, around a table, throwing ideas out there. Sometimes they get up and run around and gesture wildly. (I can do that.) High energy. Bouncing off each other. I have been in situations like that for other reasons and I always love it. Is advertising like in the movies? I do so love a creative energy field.

And I am always thinking, "Hey, I have an idea for an ad for that."

Believe it or not, Chels,for about a year I have had this idea for an ad for Metamucil. Yep. You got it. I said Metamucil. My idea is hip and young. Do you believe it? A hip and young ad for Metamucil. (Is it hip to say, "Hip"? I think not. Oh well.)

You know.....maybe I should head to downtown Cincinnati to those world headquarters of Procter and Gamble, known to us locals as "The Ivory Towers." And maybe I should just barge into the CEO's office and make him listen to me..........uh oh........I would be on Channel 9 news so fast. Getting hauled out in handcuffs. Calling out my new slogan for Metamucil, as they dragged me out the door.

Ohhhhhh, I digress this morning. I am kind of like a "Walter Mitty" of advertising. I went to the P&G stockholders' meeting and I sat just a few rows from the front, directly in front of the CEO's podium and a few rows back from that eBay woman who was on the board. But I was just there, being Boomer, nobody important. But little did they know, I had to try so hard to not get up and run through the place, up and down the aisles, shouting my Metamucil slogan idea to the rafters.

So advertising would have been my perfect career I think. But alas. I did not think of it. (Tony seems to think I am some kind of English major. Even though I protest all the time. I think Tony is a little paranoid about English majors. I wonder what the story is on that.)

So anyway, Chels, congrats on the perfect career choice for us ENFP types.

(And if I sound even more like a whackadoo this morning, telling these whackadoo stories, it is because I am snowed in. Winter makes me crazy, crazier, craziest. Why am I still in Cincinnati?)

Boomer

[chelsea24]

Originally Posted by Donna

Cheloni...Lets not forget your fear of FISHIES>>>>>

Donnaloni! You are just bound and determined to give me nightmares about fish nibbling at my feet! Oh boy! Now they're back in my head!

[chelsea24]

Originally Posted by Boomer

Hey Chelsea,

That is a hoot. Ironically, I have said that could I do it over, it would have to be advertising. Of course, I know nothing about how it really works, but in the scenes on television, and in movies, sometimes it shows a room with a bunch of people, around a table, throwing ideas out there. Sometimes they get up and run around and gesture wildly. (I can do that.) High energy. Bouncing off each other. I have been in situations like that for other reasons and I always love it. Is advertising like in the movies? I do so love a creative energy field.

And I am always thinking, "Hey, I have an idea for an ad for that."

Believe it or not, Chels,for about a year I have had this idea for an ad for Metamucil. Yep. You got it. I said Metamucil. My idea is hip and young. Do you believe it? A hip and young ad for Metamucil. (Is it hip to say, "Hip"? I think not. Oh well.)

You know.....maybe I should head to downtown Cincinnati to those world headquarters of Procter and Gamble, known to us locals as "The Ivory Towers." And maybe I should just barge into the CEO's office and make him listen to me..........uh oh........I would be on Channel 9 news so fast. Getting hauled out in handcuffs. Calling out my new slogan for Metamucil, as they dragged me out the door.

Ohhhhhh, I digress this morning. I am kind of like a "Walter Mitty" of advertising. I went to the P&G stockholders' meeting and I sat just a few rows from the front, directly in front of the CEO's podium and a few rows back from that eBay woman who was on the board. But I was just there, being Boomer, nobody important. But little did they know, I had to try so hard to not get up and run through the place, up and down the aisles, shouting my Metamucil slogan idea to the rafters.

So advertising would have been my perfect career I think. But alas. I did not think of it. (Tony seems to think I am some kind of English major. Even though I protest all the time. I think Tony is a little paranoid about English majors. I wonder what the story is on that.)

So anyway, Chels, congrats on the perfect career choice for us ENFP types.

(And if I sound even more like a whackadoo this morning, telling these whackadoo stories, it is because I am snowed in. Almost exactly a year ago, when this weather came along, I started that "Rusty Eden" name game thing that I finally had to shoot with a silver bullet or whatever. Winter makes me crazy, crazier, craziest. Why am I still in Cincinnati?)

Boomer

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!

[Boomer]

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

[tony]

Boomer needs to go out for a walk in the snow.

Chelsea's journalism degree trumps the English majors, and it grants her the right to type in all lower-case letters, the way all journalists do when they are writing notes to each other.

I will note, though, that journalism majors cannot learn how to work a skateboard, and surely English majors cannot either.

I hope Boomer starts another thread on her marketing schemes so that I may ever so gently nudge this thread back to topic, like turning a great oil tanker, ever so slowly. That would be my INTJ in operation.