Let’s be honest, I’m a prick.
Especially if you have the misfortune of working with me.
I know all the things I do wrong as I’ve had them told to me 10,000 times.
I distract people from their work.
[But get pissy if they distract me]
I take a steady stream of horrible instagrams of colleagues.
And revel in posting them. On EVERY social media platform ever created.
I buy stupid, passive-aggressive, humiliating gifts.
I have opinions on seemingly everything. And everyone.
I can get needy and emotional.
Basically, I am a liability and yet – despite this endless stream of work violations – I have been blessed with amazing colleagues and team mates who, despite all I do to them, give me nothing but support and their talent back.
Idiots.
But every now and then they fight back.
A photo of my stupidity here.
A shitty/wonderful present there.
And while they think it teaches me a lesson, the fact is I love it.
I love it for a bunch of reasons …
I love it because of the effort they put in to it.
I love it because it means we have an openness that allows it to happen.
I love it because it means we see each other as humans, not one dimensional robots.
Which is all a convoluted explanation of the picture that heads up this post … created and given to me by one of the R/GA strategists – Divya – who felt it was the scariest thing she could produce for Halloween and – lets face it – she was right.
I still stupidly hope that one day in the future, all the people I have worked with can come together and chat – not because I want them to compare notes of what a prick I am – but because I’ve been very fortunate to have brilliant people in my life and I would love to see them all together and witness the magic they could create together.
As long as it’s not a class action against my professional exploits.