When Alistair walked into the meeting, he was late, and yet
began instantly talking.
“So then, you want to pitch your deodorant at males. Well,
the ideas that his team-“ waiving in my direction as he spoke. He took the
computer with our ideas and tossed it out the window.
“Suck. So here’s the new pitch.
Buy this. You’ll smell slightly better.
That’s it.”
There was a lull, and I slid up to him.
“You OK?”
“A car hit me but I’m fine thank you Susan.”
“I’m Robert-“
“Ironically honest. We like it.” The clients said,
surprising both of us.
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