Of facades and face-melting
Do they do this at your agency? I thought it was fairly standard practice, but a friend at another shop looked at me like I was crazy when I told her. Still, hardly a day goes by where I don't have the following conversation:
Me: The Levi's client is downstairs, Ms. Derera.
Account Director: Take off your pants.
Clearly, there's a strong aversion to competing brands. The weird thing is that whichever client comes to visit, I always have to take off my pants. I can only assume they're all part of the same holding company.
In other news, I'm organizing a creative offsite this Friday to see the new Indiana Jones movie. I'm telling myself it's going to suck so I can be pleasantly surprised, because the last long-awaited George Lucas sequels I saw were pretty fucking far from great. Harrison Ford's pretty far from thirty-nine and I'm pretty far from nine, but all I ask is that this movie not sully Raiders of the Lost Ark by association, for Raiders was a perfect thing, pure and good and true.
With melting nazis.
That's what you fucking get for fucking with Han Solo in a fedora.
-Graham
