I did a ‘thing’ recently for Bizcomm.
Basically…
I arrived.
I talked a bit.
And then I left.
But, somewhere in-between, I discussed what the talented people at my agency do and the remarkable trends we’ve discovered.
Check it out here: https://t.co/0PkWcJjkMD
I have a theory about why football never took off in the US: the commentary. In Latin America, goal calls lasts two minutes. In England, commentators sound like men falling in love with football in real time.
In the US, it sounds like your maths teacher explaining Pythagoras ❤️🩹
As a parent, you figure out pretty quickly that ‘play’ is just a polite word we use for “l’my child has turned the lounge into a crime scene’. A word that used to bring up so many beautiful images of sport, art, culture… now translates to me as incoming mess!
Where were you when you first realized what Napolis first team looks like this season! Kevin De Bruyne, Scott McTominay, Romelu Lukaku, Rasmus Højlund, Alessandro Buongiorno…
I just watched a forgettable and laborious 20-second clip preaching the importance of vitamin D, getting outdoors, and taking charge of your health, only for Instagram to immediately serve me a high-octane-energy-filled 45-second ad for Candy Crush. The irony.
Twice mistaken for a Builders Warehouse employee today. Either I’m serving “man who can build” (let’s go with that) or I’m radiating ‘please help me find a 12V bulb’ energy. Both couldn’t be further from the truth unfortunately.
As someone who trades in empathy for a living, and uses it as the main currency of value to the world, trying to relate to people who don’t care about others is the one brief I’ll always struggle to crack.
Dear women,
You’re right! Most of us don’t know how to shoot your best angles. We fumble the lighting, miss the pose, and crop out the wrong things. We’re not thinking about angles. We’re stuck! In awe. We’re still trying to believe we got to hold the camera, RIGHT next to you.
It’s distressing, trying to enjoy a succulent chicken leg, after enduring too many German sausages (currywurst, wurst-in-a-bun, wurst-on-a-plate, wurst-with-mustard, wurst-on-wurst), without using your hands or sucking the bone marrow out. I might be ready to come home 😂.
We really take for granted how affordable Uber is in SA. I took one from my hotel to dinner in Berlin, by the time I arrived, my bank had sent flowers and a “sorry for your loss” card.
I know this comes off a sample of one but London feels like a very different city. I’ve been here two days and I’ve experienced 2 significant acts of crime in real-time, in areas not associated with much crime.
Hayi! Durban never ceases to amaze me. I made the mistake of asking a waiter for their non-alcoholic options at a really nice hotel. He told me they stopped bothering with ‘those things’ after they sold three the whole of last year 😬
That’s what’s strange about the truth today. It doesn’t announce itself. Despite our best efforts, the truth is rarely found intentionally. It just happens to be stumbled upon, slipping vicariously through the cracks, just waiting to be noticed.
Just as experience gives you the confidence to speak with certainty about all aspects of life, a child arrives, unable to understand a word. And just as you stop learning by doing, you must begin teaching the very same way.