I’m trying to begin a career as a copywriter. The hope is that I can get a paycheck for my otherwise worthless creativity. When I apply for the job, this is how I imagine the interview will go:
Mr. Johnson: So why copywriting?
Me: Well it’s really just until my tumblr gets a book deal/ my screenplay sells/ money falls from the sky.
Mr. Johnson: You live in a fantasy. Why our agency?
Me: I’m applying to ALL the agencies in Boston. I’m banking on the law of averages. You can’t all say no, right?
Mr. Johnson: Well we could. You have zero credentials. But you are handsome.
Me: Please. I’m blushing.
Mr. Johnson: What does copywriting mean to you?
Me: I watched all 5 seasons of Mad Men in three weeks. I think I know what I’m doing. It’s not a wheel. It’s a carousel. I got it.
Mr. Johnson: Your flippant attitude does not concern me in the least. You’re hired.