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What struck him the most was that he didn’t find it funny.
The Art Director left Tom Hartley’s office carrying the notes and a few sketches for the Jamesville Fresh Soup campaign. Now Alan, Charlie and Tom could laugh about the night before at PJs.
The studio offices of Parkwood Kahn were on West 45th Street in an old narrow commercial building with the world’s slowest elevator. A Pinkerton guard sat beside a dead palm plant on a folding chair reading the Post.
By Richard N. Anderson Finally they had a new writer. Someone to help the agency get the international routes for the Trans US Airlines account. The young man from Denver had joined Alan’s group at the end of June.
The meeting in Alan’s office was over. Charlie made for the door, but the others took their time, putting their coke and beer bottles on the windowsill, picking up their pads, and joking about “guys with problems”.
By Richard N. Anderson “So, anyway, Pete arrives at the gal’s apartment to pick her up and go to dinner. She’s all dressed and everything but she offers him a drink first.”
By Richard N. Anderson Alan couldn’t take his eyes off the tall girl with close-cropped brown hair in the Brother Rat’s waitress uniform.
By Richard N. Anderson A tall guy with long blond hair over his ears and a floppy mustache stood in the doorway like he had something to say. “Yeees?” Alan put down the phone receiver. He was on hold.