“You ever think about doing freelance work?” asked Greg.

“Never,” I said, popping a jelly bean in my mouth.


“You mean crank out all this average creative I make and have to find new schmucks to pay me for it every few months? I’ve found one corporate crank who’ll cut me a check twice a month. I don’t need to convince more of ‘em that they need my bullshit.”

“You’re right, you’d be a massive failure at pitching.”