There’s only one thing more satisfying than seeing a beloved colleague perp-walked out the door, clutching their pathetic little bankers’ box filled with mementos and stolen Sharpies… and that’s hearing about a unbeloved client getting thrown out on his or hers or someone else’s buttocks.
And they’d none of them be missed.
There’s the client who bellows,
With enthusiastic tone,
“That was MY idea!”
Claiming every concept as his own.
And you-now-who at you-know where,
Who always reeks of Cheez-It;
Who never knows what she wants
And doesn't know it when she sees it.
I don’t think they would be missed
I’m sure they’d not be missed.









































I nominate, in a Celine Dion kind of way, XXXXX (co-president of marketing for lionsgate) for immediate "ex-hood". Don't get me wrong, the guy has phenomenal taste, but years and years of power have gone to this man's head and he is a mean, nasty, and vindictive person. Which, come to think of it, describes so many studio executives out there. But if there is such a thing as a "miserable index", than his score is all the way at the top.
Posted by: James Ensor | Tuesday, March 04, 2008 at 07:54 PM