<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340388" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Remembering An Account Executive</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He had a back office in his older brother’s <br>advertising agency and understood the human asshole. <br>He turned his father’s small inheritance over and over <br>on hemorrhoid ads between three-hour lunches <br>at the Plaza every day and cocktails at five-thirty <br>with different dressy women waiting in our front office. <br>We joked that he fucked them up the ass to make more customers <br>and were nauseated by him because he picked his ears <br>with the lead end of his lead pencil as he argued and argued <br>hemorrhoid copy with us on nauseating Mad. Ave. mornings. <br>Why argue? It must have been for executive power-feelings <br>because the copy never changed. Every week, the poor <br>bleeding assholes bought the shit. When my mind <br>began to get fucked and go as black as his inner ears <br>I quit as broke as I began, remembering his prophecy: <br>that the last working television set in the world <br>would be showing a hemorrhoid ad for ANUSALL <br>at Armageddon, that it would have been written <br>by him, that he would be watching it at 6:00 P.M. <br>in the bomb-cellar lounge of the Park Plaza Hotel <br>with a blonde’s ass in one hand and a scotch in the other, <br>and that he would die happy, with his old man’s <br>money intact and his asshole too, unlike us prat-boys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alan+Dugan">Alan Dugan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340388" data-title="Remembering An Account Executive de Alan Dugan" data-description="He had a back office in his older brother’s advertising agency and understood the human asshole. He turned his father’s small inheritance over and over on hemorrhoid ads between three-hour lunches at the Plaza every day and cocktails at fi..."></div> </div> </div>

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