I hope you’ve been having a wonderful week as this glorious summer moves from inferno and forest fire toward another Covid surge. What curious times we live in! As we enter a little stifled Pride week, as few outdoor events are allowed, we are all making the best of the situation here in Vancouver.
Surprising as it may seem, I am quite well known in Huckleberry close, not only as a transgendered person, but also as an account executive in a very successful advertising firm. It was no surprise then when Mistress Meg came to me with an idea for advertising campaign.
I took the printed sheet that she held out to me and looked at the image.
“Hmmmm…” I said, sagely rubbing my chin. I find it’s always a good idea to at least look like you know what you’re talking about in these situations. “’Don’t be a dick, get the prick.” It might be construed as being just the tiniest bit in bad taste,” I said thoughtfully.
“I don’t see why,” said Meg.
“Well, it implies that people who have not had the vaccine are, well, somehow deficient,” I said as diplomatically as I could.
“They are,” replied Mistress Meg with her usual certainty.
“Be that as it may,” I continued, “why would you want to place an advertisement like this?”
“To help your wife’s friend,” said Meg.
“My wife’s friend,” I said, a chill running through me.
“You know, the one that looks like a pig,” replied Meg.
“Amanda. Yes, you know she’s in film and theatre. Mostly advertising parts, but she does occasionally get a decent role.”
“I don’t follow,” I said sounding confused.
“Amanda told me her parts were drying up,” continued Meg.
“I’m sorry…” I muttered.
“Her acting parts. She’s hardly done any lately,” continued Meg. “And until the Covid numbers drop down there’s going to be no filming and no theatre.”
“So you thought you’d help by placing an ad in the local paper,” I said, “telling people not to be a dick. Yes, I suppose there is a sort of logic to it.”
“We should all do our bit,” said Meg. “It’s a good job Amanda has that job editing Pig And Pig Farmer Monthly, otherwise she’d be in real trouble.”
“Yes,” I mused. “I met the publisher once. He seemed very fond of Amanda, though I can’t think why. He said that she was the apple of his eye. I think that’s a good thing. Mind you he did have a sty in it. Rather apt, really when you think about it.”
Meg gave me a stern look. I didn’t care much for that.
“It’s a good ad, but they might kick it out because of the wording,” I said and handed it back to her. “It might do better as a social media campaign.”
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Have a lovely week,