Reading Popular Culture

Author: Sebastian W

Rule Yourself

Rule Yourself

Sebastian Wasilewski

*A group  of executive’s gather in a room to discuss a new ad campaign*

Executive #1

“So do we have any ideas at the moment?”

Executive #2

“if anything, shouldn’t we look at what we have to work with first?”

Executive #1
“Fine,  we’re supposed to create an ad showcasing the new line of Curry merchandise we’re releasing later this quarter, 2 new shirts, shorts, and shoes. So again, any ideas?”

Executive #2

“Do we have any models for a short commercial? Since i don’t know how we’re going to showcase 2 sets of clothes with 1 person…”

Executive #3

“What if we just got a body double, and they play a one on one?”

Executive #1

“That’s been done before, we need something original…”

Executive #2

“Not to mention, it’s not exactly showcasing the merchandise if you can’t get a good look at it in the first place”

Executive #3

“Well I don’t hear you guys coming up with anything”

Executive #1

“Your right, but i’m not exactly the creative type”

Executive#2

“What about a training montage and we just add a plug at the end, just to add emphasis?”

Executive #3

“I thought we did that with Brady already? Not to mention how long that took to film and edit.”

Executive #1

“Or instead of a montage, we just create a still, save some time and money, still have the same effect.”

Executive #2

“I guess we’re doing that then, let’s set it up and get to work!”

Executive #3

(Mockingly)

That’s been done before

“Yet we’re just remaking one of our own ads…OKAY”

Executive #1

“What was that?”

Executive #3

“Nothing sir.”

Sebastian Wasilewski

How he’s asleep looking so stern I will never know, or maybe he’s contemplating whether college is worth it. He has all the signs, as if the decal on his laptop from earlier didn’t give it away. The sleep deprived eyes, from nights of travel and work. The stress induced blood pressure, causing his veins to seemingly jump. The signs of wear on his bag and clothes, he’s been doing it for a while. The scruffy beard and messed up hair, he barely has time for himself. Now he’s on his way home, to do it all again tomorrow. In these few moments of sleep, he’s wondering if these 4 years are worth it in the end. But one thing is for certain, he’s going to get through those years and finish with a smile on his face instead of a stern look like the one he has tonight.

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