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Short Snip it Of Creativity: 15 Minutes To Work Day


Ms. Wanda had an account where she was the boss which in turned defined the business suit wearing power player an executive. What catapulted her up the ladder of big city success seem to stem from the decision of ending carpooling by insisting everybody take the same train. Called the GBH Train it left the station promptly at 7:45 in the AM each work day.

“Is everybody accounted for on our designing advertising day in a life experience,” Ms. Wanda inquired to the group of suits.

“Yes Ms. Wanda, we are all accounted for and we know you are the executive,” the group stated in unison as their railway cars pulled out from the depot.

Quietly sitting with her folding table down Julia Robertson was measuring something using a bold blue ruler while two other staff members watched over the creative activity to pass time, “so, what are you three year old editorial assistants who are ready to go to the next level that would make you decision making claiming?”

“It takes us a quarter of an hour to travel down the track with your idea riding together in solidarity to the office but if you gave everyone corporate cars and we pair up in pairs then we can use the HOV lanes and save three minutes.”

“Ms. Wanda dashin fast if you use our way,” one of the Editorial assistants sarcastically responded about flying through the lanes for the masses.

After the fifteen minutes passed and reality of another workday came apparent Ms. Wanda held these future accountants in their Cajuns for a few more moments.

“Okay if I give you all brand-new cars to pair off to take the HOV lanes,” she answered the editorial assistant’s pitch, “who gets the car on the weekend?”

One of the staff members stood up with briefcase in hand, “J R’s fantasy Prince.”

“And is J R’s fantasy Prince single?” Ms. Wanda started to dig for information.

Flipping the cell phone another staff member replied, “We will decide that,” she paused “when we design the copy for the advertisement.”

Going up the elevator that took them directly to the building the artistic worker bees stopped off at the coffee shop knowing Ms. Wanda’s daily fifteen minutes were finished.


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