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Showing posts with label copy slave. Show all posts
Showing posts with label copy slave. Show all posts
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Oh, My God! The Pain…The Pain!!
Just kidding. I have been a little lax in posting lately. Suddenly, I’m on everyone’s dance card. The work is keeping me hopping (or writing.)
I did get a response to application for a “copy slave” position with Clayton Makepeace. (The fact that I’m writing this should tell you the answer. I’d be too busy, otherwise.) Actually, the response came from Wendy, his wife. She was very nice and said “at least I didn’t suck,” or words to that effect.
All joking aside, I did get a nice response from a classy lady. They asked to keep my letter on file in case they had an opening, or needed a freelancer. It is exactly what I’ve come to expect from their organization. (You’ll notice the kiss-up here. Hey! I AM a freelancer, after all.)
Was I disappointed? Yeah. Just a bit. But work has been coming in and I’ve been very busy and haven’t had time to dwell on it. I still want to meet Clayton someday and find out if he ever came into my old bar in Key West. (I threw out a lot of famous people.)
Come to think of it, I’m not disappointed at all. Can somebody get me some band-aids for my wrists?
I did get a response to application for a “copy slave” position with Clayton Makepeace. (The fact that I’m writing this should tell you the answer. I’d be too busy, otherwise.) Actually, the response came from Wendy, his wife. She was very nice and said “at least I didn’t suck,” or words to that effect.
All joking aside, I did get a nice response from a classy lady. They asked to keep my letter on file in case they had an opening, or needed a freelancer. It is exactly what I’ve come to expect from their organization. (You’ll notice the kiss-up here. Hey! I AM a freelancer, after all.)
Was I disappointed? Yeah. Just a bit. But work has been coming in and I’ve been very busy and haven’t had time to dwell on it. I still want to meet Clayton someday and find out if he ever came into my old bar in Key West. (I threw out a lot of famous people.)
Come to think of it, I’m not disappointed at all. Can somebody get me some band-aids for my wrists?
Monday, June 4, 2007
No Guts, No Glory!
Sometimes you just have to go for it. I decided to apply for the position of “copy slave” with Clayton Makepeace.
What’s in it for me? For one thing, the chance to work with one of the greats in this industry. For another, a chance to become one of the greats in this industry.
Not to mention that it should be a lot of fun if I’m one of the chosen few…or should I say, the chosen one.
I haven’t felt like “the chosen one,” since my ex-wife’s lawyer served me with divorce papers. But that’s another story.
Here’s how it happened. I received the email and read it, as I’m sure did every copywriter on the planet. Then I assumed that I wouldn’t be eligible. (You know what they say about “assume.”) the more I thought about it, the more I decided to “go for it.”
First, I had to get permission from “The Crazy Cuban,” (my wife). That was easier than I expected. (I wonder if she wants me gone for a reason.)
Then I had to write the letter that will get me accepted. Let’s hope that I don’t get that “deer-in-the-headlights” look if I am chosen.
I’ll keep you posted.
What’s in it for me? For one thing, the chance to work with one of the greats in this industry. For another, a chance to become one of the greats in this industry.
Not to mention that it should be a lot of fun if I’m one of the chosen few…or should I say, the chosen one.
I haven’t felt like “the chosen one,” since my ex-wife’s lawyer served me with divorce papers. But that’s another story.
Here’s how it happened. I received the email and read it, as I’m sure did every copywriter on the planet. Then I assumed that I wouldn’t be eligible. (You know what they say about “assume.”) the more I thought about it, the more I decided to “go for it.”
First, I had to get permission from “The Crazy Cuban,” (my wife). That was easier than I expected. (I wonder if she wants me gone for a reason.)
Then I had to write the letter that will get me accepted. Let’s hope that I don’t get that “deer-in-the-headlights” look if I am chosen.
I’ll keep you posted.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
“Such a deal, I have for you!”
Clayton Makepeace is advertising for a copy slave. I should be all over this.
What an opportunity. You get to move to B.F., North Carolina. You get to work for peanuts (or whatever it is they grow there.) You get to help increase the size of Clayton’s already formidable fortune, reputation and ego. And…to top it off, you’ll be the lowest person in the pecking order of the organization.
Such a deal!
Actually, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Imagine, working with one of the legends in the business. Who cares if you’re working for chump change? The education is worth more than money. Unless your richer than Croesus, this deal can set you up for life. Just being able to say, “I worked with Clayton Makepeace,” will open doors normally would have been barred to you.
If you’re a young copywriter, jump at this opportunity. If I was a bit younger and didn’t have to explain my actions to “the crazy Cuban” (my wife), I’d be at his door and fighting off all challengers.
I’m a little long-in-the-tooth to be called a copy cub. I wonder if Clayton would consider a copy grizzled-ly? (Yes, I know grizzly is spelled wrong.)
What an opportunity. You get to move to B.F., North Carolina. You get to work for peanuts (or whatever it is they grow there.) You get to help increase the size of Clayton’s already formidable fortune, reputation and ego. And…to top it off, you’ll be the lowest person in the pecking order of the organization.
Such a deal!
Actually, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Imagine, working with one of the legends in the business. Who cares if you’re working for chump change? The education is worth more than money. Unless your richer than Croesus, this deal can set you up for life. Just being able to say, “I worked with Clayton Makepeace,” will open doors normally would have been barred to you.
If you’re a young copywriter, jump at this opportunity. If I was a bit younger and didn’t have to explain my actions to “the crazy Cuban” (my wife), I’d be at his door and fighting off all challengers.
I’m a little long-in-the-tooth to be called a copy cub. I wonder if Clayton would consider a copy grizzled-ly? (Yes, I know grizzly is spelled wrong.)
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