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A Copy Writer, an Art Director, and an Account Executive are taking a break for coffee. It's the wee hours of the morning, and they're working on a tough campaign for a demanding client.
While they sip coffee, they gripe about their situation. As they do so, there's a flash of light, and a bejwelled, turbaned genie appears in the corner.
"Oh, masters.", the genie says, bowing. "I am the Genie of Advertising. I have heard your complaints. I am here to offer each of you his dearest wish. You have but to name it!"
The Art Director says "I've always wanted to have a studio on the Left Bank in Paris. I could quit this advertising crap and paint! I'd get rich and famous, and turn out work that will be taught in art schools along with Rembrandt and Picasso a hundred years from now!" The genie says "Your wish is granted!", and poof!, he disappears.
The Copy Writer says "I've always wanted a house by the beach on a south seas island. I could live surrounded by warm breezes and beautiful bare breasted native girls, and I could write the great novel I've got in me. I'd turn out masterpieces that would make me rich and famous, and my work would be taught in literature classes a hundred years from now!" The genie says "Your wish is granted!", and poof!, he disappears.
The Account Executive is silent. The genie says "You have a wish coming as well. Surely there is something you want?" "Well, yeah!" says the Account Executive. "I want those two a**holes back here, now!
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Dennis
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