Showing posts with label Business School Sucks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Business School Sucks. Show all posts

Monday, December 8, 2008

How did R Kel not think of this first?

Eastern Motors commercials aside, if this isn't the best commercial created in the last 7 years, I'm not sure what is.




A few thoughts come to mind:
  • Why will she not just share one of those nuggets with him?  There's at least 10 in that box.  Why does she covet them so?  It would appear from the wedding band that they are either married, or involved in a classic "Trapped in the Closet" style love affair.  You would think that something as rudimentary as sharing a chicken nugget would be common-place; but perhaps that's the exact thing that's driving their relationship downwards and tearing this poor man apart in the process?
  • Speaking of, this man is devastated that he cannot get one of those nuggets.  Devastated to the point where he has not only written a tune to express his sorrow and desperation, but he chooses to perform it in both the comfort of his own home (perhaps sparing himself some embarrassment), AND in a dark alley in the pouring rain.  There have been some times in my life where I have thought of killing a man to obtain chicken nuggets, but never have I been driven to the point of public song.  His plight is pitiful, shameful, yet beautiful.
  • Judging from the nature of his house, his wife's car, etc., I have to think this guy has the means to simply drive to McDonald's himself and purchase those tasty nuggets which he craves uncontrollably.  Although maybe he's lost his driver's license, and cannot transport himself via car to the nearest McD's?  Maybe he is new in town, and doesn't know the location of the nearest McDonald's, and his nav system is on the fritz and can't offer him help in that area?  Perhaps he was caught recently cheating on his wife with someone who is employed at McDonald's, and his wife agreed to stick with him only on the condition that he never again eat McDonald's?  The nuggets are a symbol of his ultimate temptation:  nuggets and sweet, sweet drive-through lady love.
  • Is that Bill Bellamy?


On an administrative note, posting will be slowed, if not halted altogether over the next week and a half, as I have finals next week.  Until then, I leave you with the Platinum Bentley...


Monday, November 17, 2008

If I had to describe ketchup in one word...

If you find yourself in a situation where someone actually uses "ketchup industry" and "ubiquitous" in the same sentence, you've entered the business school zone...


"So I see you have 'ketchup industry transformation project'
 listed under 'relevant experience'..."

Get out while you still have the chance.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Is that really necessary?

A little note to all the people who need to eat in the middle of class:  Fucking don't.  Seriously, you can't wait 10 minutes until the break to meal on your shitty granola bar?  Has your mid-20s body not been able to adapt to the customary 3 meals a day routine?  It's not necessarily you feeding your face that annoys me; it's the slow and painful unwrapping of whatever it is you MUST immediately gorge upon in order to stay alive.  Do you need a can opener for that thing?  Let me give you a valuable life lesson:  There's no quiet way to open a bag of potato chips.  Enough with the never-ending eating train.  Wait until either the break or lunch like the rest of us considerate people.


Save it for the break, hippie.