New Stars?
I’ve become a little obsessed. With a poster. It’s a poster that seems to be everywhere. I see it at the train station. I see it on bus stops. I see it as I’m driving into the Rotherhithe tunnel. I see it in my sleep. It’s taking over my life. Here it is:
Unremarkable you may say. That’s what I thought at first. But now I have noticed it I can’t stop staring into the eyes of the three men on it. They have icy stares. Stares that say ‘I’m wearing a suit and I am an important part of your life. You will do as I say.’ And I have become obsessed with the details of the poster, which suggest the opposite is true.
These people have nothing to do with me. A London-wide advertising campaign has been created to advertise that James Ridgewell, Guy de Blonay and Jamie Allsopp have got themselves jobs at New Star. Good for them! What’s New Star? What do they do? What is a UK Special Situations Fund? I’m sure there are people in London who have to deal with these guys on a regular basis, or to whom their appointment is big news, but can they really be so important that a poster has to be placed at 100 yard intervals across the whole of London?
Now I know I’m not the greatest looking guy on earth, but who thought that these three were poster material? Guy looks like he’s in pain, Jamie has a hairstyle like something from American Psycho and James just looks plain evil. Never has the stereotypical perception of suit-wearing, finance-dealing, City-located kind been rendered so successfully, and on such a grand scale, before.
I hate them even though I’ve never met them! I hate them, and everything they do, and everything they stand for. And I hate the people that wasted endless tens of thousands of pounds putting their faces everywhere even more. It’s an unhealthy obsession. And the more I hate them the more they stare at me!
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