Advertising Friends Are Like No Others

They really are. I worked in Advertisng for a spell and I met the greatest dirts. They're the best for one simple reason:

They never let you lose touch. Even if you wanted to ditch 'em after a while, they resurface, bring up a memory, and before you know it, you remember exactly why you worked 14 hour days, averaging $6/hour. The work is tedious, irritating and many times ridiculous (in fact I was told that a monkey could do my job).

And people jump ship constantly. They hear the agency down the street just got a new pool table or installed an "all you can drink" soda fountain and the resumes are sailing out the window.

So the band breaks up, dirts load up on caffeine and others become real good pool sharks.

Some dirts have the confidence to get outta dodge and work in the big time ad lands like NYC and LA, but they still manage to keep in touch.

The ones that go client side are never quite the same again but we hang onto them for laughs.

So, as I embark on this blogging biotch, thanks to all my ad friends who know the true meaning of "keeping it real and sharing the shiznit."