Sauchiehall Street today
I happened to have my camera with me while walking up Sauchiehall Street today after work... I have been walking past these things for quite some time and felt the need to share:
An example of good selling. This nifty little line has been amusing me for quite some time. I'd say at least three days. Somehow I just haven't found this unfunny every time I've walked past. And a good deal too!
You know, I didn't think the apostrophe rule was that difficult to adhere to. I thought it was reserved to people who don't know how to spell, construct a sentence or read above a P7 level on a daily basis, but I am wrong. Somehow this piece of retardedness has managed to escape the scathing eyes of the copywriter, the designer, the proofreader, the client, the staff at the Bier Hof and the printer.
No less than at least eight people will have seen this piece of stupidity before it's been given the thumbs up to sit outside on the street. And what makes it even more of a shite sandwich is the fact that there are apostrophes everywhere. It's like a little bunch of wrecked apostrophes came out the Bier Hof after too many steins and crashed the sandwich board's party. I also want to know why there's isn't one after the "s". Fannies.
(Click on image for better chunderific view.)Could this be any more unappetising? Chicken wrap plastered to side of piss-drenched and vomit smeared phonebox, pierced like a piece of face. Or nipple. Or penis.
Shit idea for shit food plastered over shit-attracting medium. Clever.
Every creative in the business thinks it's a really bright idea to replace people's heads with objects at some point in their career. What's even worse is that every advertising and design agency's creative director at some point thinks it's a good idea too.
PLEASE tell me what the hell was going on when this was given the okay. The copy reads "Try something new". What? For a change replace my head with a white fucking cardboard box? The store wrap is for furniture. What the hell is going on here?
Man, I need to go put my head in a box and ignore all the shite out there before I put a brick through this store's window.
To be fair to the douchebag agency that did this, they could have replaced these folks heads with pouffes.
An example of good selling. This nifty little line has been amusing me for quite some time. I'd say at least three days. Somehow I just haven't found this unfunny every time I've walked past. And a good deal too!
You know, I didn't think the apostrophe rule was that difficult to adhere to. I thought it was reserved to people who don't know how to spell, construct a sentence or read above a P7 level on a daily basis, but I am wrong. Somehow this piece of retardedness has managed to escape the scathing eyes of the copywriter, the designer, the proofreader, the client, the staff at the Bier Hof and the printer.
No less than at least eight people will have seen this piece of stupidity before it's been given the thumbs up to sit outside on the street. And what makes it even more of a shite sandwich is the fact that there are apostrophes everywhere. It's like a little bunch of wrecked apostrophes came out the Bier Hof after too many steins and crashed the sandwich board's party. I also want to know why there's isn't one after the "s". Fannies.
(Click on image for better chunderific view.)Could this be any more unappetising? Chicken wrap plastered to side of piss-drenched and vomit smeared phonebox, pierced like a piece of face. Or nipple. Or penis.
Shit idea for shit food plastered over shit-attracting medium. Clever.
Every creative in the business thinks it's a really bright idea to replace people's heads with objects at some point in their career. What's even worse is that every advertising and design agency's creative director at some point thinks it's a good idea too.
PLEASE tell me what the hell was going on when this was given the okay. The copy reads "Try something new". What? For a change replace my head with a white fucking cardboard box? The store wrap is for furniture. What the hell is going on here?
Man, I need to go put my head in a box and ignore all the shite out there before I put a brick through this store's window.
To be fair to the douchebag agency that did this, they could have replaced these folks heads with pouffes.