Write me an ad,” he said. “Engage me, seduce me, sell me the goddamn thing.
“It’s what you do, isn’t it?”
Those words still sting, ringing in my ears as a junior getting started in an “Ads R Us”-type shop some 35 years ago.
I am sure he is probably long gone now. And I am sure he didn’t know just what an impact he had on me at that moment. He left me gasping for air at my desk while his Camel cigarette smoke hovered around me. Read more on Cannes Perspectives: Sell me a story…