There was an agency meeting this morning. As a freelancer, I always like to go along to an agency meeting, because it's like having my native sense of alienation acted out in a kind of free psychodrama.
It's quite a complex event for me, emotionally. As soon as I'm part of group being addressed by a man with a beard I have to wrestle with the feeling of wanting to be a part of his family, coupled with the impulse to reject the family, before it rejects me.
HR people often talk about work as 'family', which is one of those HR terms that hides something obscene by making it overt.
They swear quite a lot here, which I like. At my last agency the CD would quite often swear at people, not with people, but here they do it as a way of being demonstrably relaxed.
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That dick who did the interviews on the apprentice would have a cardiac if he went there then; the up-tight, over-corporate, freedom of speech hating bald dullard.
Yes, but if Dan Wieden actually were your dad you wouldn't live in Shepherd's Bush.
Nice to have you here!
And we do swear a lot...are you getting into it?
Fuck yeah.
Haha! Did you also go to birthday cake in the basement?
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