Milk Ad, The Next Generation
written by Laura Cerva
Well It's not so amazing but I too have a milk ad sob story. Last August
I was in a really boring temp assignment, so during my lunch hour I went
to the mall and picked up a few magazines one of them was People.
Well things got a bit more busy after I bought them and soon the
assignment ended. The following assignment I was sent to (honest to the
good gods and goddesses) was a baby bottle warehouse. I was working in a
data entry typing pool with three other women (all who had children at
home)-- If there is one thing I don't want to be reminded of it's my
reproductive maturity and biological clock crap that sadly some young
women can't get enough of. My breaks were filled with the loser --(I'm
not implying anything about young mothers but rather only these three
women.)-- ladies who had nothing better to talk about than the doo doo of
their babies and some odd divination nutritional ritual associated with
dirty diapers.. I needed to escape into a world of glamour, beautiful
people, and something other so after I went through Vogue, then Glamour,
I went on to People and S L O W L Y started fliping through the
pages.......(after all it was all I had left.) Alas shining beacon of
orange there he was in a back to school milk ad. I cautiously cliped the
page and tacked to the cube... At least I had something. one little
thing that would remind me of just how bad life could really be....
All the way home I glowed with a strange light dare I say it was
Happiness? Naw... it was my car overheating but to me that was ok...
When I got home the phone rang... "Hello?" I answered. Nothing bad could
surely come of this day now I thought.
"Hi LORA this is Kaitlin from Office Dorks..." A sappy condescending
voice said.
--Office Dorks would be the agency I used to work for.--
" Oh uh hi?"
"LORA," I really hate when people pronounce my name that way and she had
a way of doing it wrong so annoyingly well. "you do not need to report to
your assignment tommorrow."
"What? What's wrong?"
"It's ended ("YOU Been Fired because you are too fucking slow!" is
really what she was saying) your assignment is over"
"Wait a minute I left a Magazine Clipping there I can't leave! can't! Can
I go back tommorow and then have it be over?"
"Oh don't worry someone will take care of that for you." She said too
cheerfully as if she knew the cleaning people would throw it away for
me.
"Please no wait..." I begged but it was to no avail I heard the dial tone
on the other end of the phone...
I don't know that I've quite recovered from that. But I sure am drinking
a lot of milk nowadays! :)
(Ok most of this is exaggeration but
it helps to share doesn't it?)
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