I was at a New Jersey Turnpike rest stop this afternoon driving back home from a Slate company retreat in the Catskills where I saw this bit of product advertising that I think is unlikely to turn the company's fortunes around.
What is wrong with this ad? So many things...
He goes on to list a few things that suggests that he has been on some other planet the last few years. Yes, so surprising a place that sets its turd-burgers under lamps for hours until travelers are desperate enough to pay $8 to cram one down their throat while on the shitter so as to cut out the middleman.
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