Back by populi demand, we have convinced our favorite (semi-unhinged, entirely anonymous) publicist to gift us with her unforgettable column, the Flack Files. Consider it an early holiday gift, gorgeous readers! Let’s get right to it:
Dear editors, clients and fellow publicists,
As the weather turns chilly, I feel #blessed that the fire of rage burns hot in my heart for all of the disgusting antics that we must resort to in the name of “the holidays.”
First, I’d like to address something I’ve seen far too much this year: This new trend of using “Friendsgiving” as an event lure is nothing short of absurd. Friendsgiving, at its core, is an excuse not to travel home and be forced to endure your creepy uncle Rodney. Instead, it is a delicious staycation where you get drunk with other city refugees wise enough to avoid going to the homestead. It is NOT…
- a luncheon for society ladies
- a dinner soiree celebrating this revolting new trend of chicken sashimi
- really just any event thrown prior to November 23rd
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Sounds like you work at a tier d agency with tier d clients