Since I’m so close to completing a decade of working in this city, and considering I have worked at quite a few offices, I would like to dedicate a post to all those people whose names I do not know, but have made this journey memorable. I have, on occasion, met each one of these people at least once, and I haven’t been able to forget them. Do you know any of them? Continue reading
They’re saying the worst of the recession is over and by the end of 2009 things will start to look up again. I don’t know. I’m no financial analyst, and I don’t much know how these things really work, although my investment banking friends who I frequently meet for drinks wouldn’t be able to tell, since I disguise my ignorance rather smoothly. I am, and always have been an advertising slut. A reasonably large industry in this part of the world, it churns out more of this and that than material anyone would want to be even remotely associated with. My personal interest has waned over the years, and I’m in it for the dough, which is why the term “slut” was used earlier. To be entirely honest, I know that a lot of people that were let go of were way better than me, but they lacked the one thing that I so proudly display on an every day basis. The ability to look busy.
