Excuse me while I Gag-a lot...

Read something that just about made the right side of my brain implode. It seems that a certain performance artist - "Lady" Gaga, has been made Creative Director of Polaroid. Not spokesperson, Creative Director. Let's look at her credentials shall we? Accepted to Julliard (for music) - but didn't go. Dropped out of another college. Then signed to So Def Records at 17 and now, she's the flavor of the month. She plays on SNL, dabbles in "fashon", plays with the (giggle) Back Street Boys and makes Rolling Stone's top 100 list and cover. That's "Lady" Gaga's resume. And now she can add CD to the list. Like advertising and everyone working in the industry doesn't have enough problems with credibility right now. I've known guys - heck, I'm one of them, who got our college degrees in non-creative schools. Then put our lives on hold for two years to attend ad school. By the way, if you're looking for a stellar ad school check out thecreativecircus.com. We learned our craft. We started as juniors and worked our way up. We did all the junk no one else wanted to do. We worked until 2 am. We worked over holidays - put our families second and all the time clawed and grasped at that CD title. And now I have to take a look at this bleach blond street walker...er, performance artist that gets to put Creative Director on her resume that I'm pretty sure is written in crayon. Evidently, I've been going about this all wrong. To get my next job I need to stop working so hard and just show up to the next Toronto Addy dinner wearing nothing but bubbles...pfft.