He’d fit right in. My ex-partner, the big city alcoholic Art Director, used to do this, too. He’d fall asleep at his desk, waft his gin-scented breath across the table to clients, then deny he was ever intoxicated. He would “have a little taste” of schnapps at 8am before he came to work…I guess to get his mind right. Join us Mr. Finance Minister…the advertising world is waiting. Or I’m sure Illinois State Government would find you a spot! Musta been some damed good saki!
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