Tuesday, 21 July 2009

The pitch.

It's 6:10 and I probably have about 9 hours left in work. Why? I'm pitching silly. I was briefed yday and it's got to be done by the time I leave tonight. I'm guessing it will be a 3am job. My job at this point is to look over what the art workers and digital guys have done and say yey or ney. Then someone who has more experience than me will look over my shoulder and say "That is bollocks, go and get a job in a sewer where you belong", or "good".  At one point we will probably eat pizza and drink diet coke. Then we will snack on the giant Cadburies Caramel bar that I won for tweet of the week for my Agency. It's all very predictable. There will be a lot of waiting around. And a lot of trying to be helpful. Then, finally there will be the guilt of leaving when some people are still ploughing on and waiting for a taxi for an hour because our last office manager was tight and insisted on contracting a taxi firm on the opposite side of london because they were cheap. But at some hour of the morning there will be a real sense of community. A sense that we're all in this together and that we are doing something selfless. For the team. And I just want to say at this point, hello to all those out there pitching tonight or working late. Pat on the back. Aren't we great?


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