Please, take a seat at the table.
It has been set with love, care and precision. The candles are lit, the panda wallpaper freshly put up. Cocktails are flowing. Choose wisely – he whispers – sipping a Hibiscus Spice.
The Turkey sits next to the Yorkshire puddings, the soft shell crab is oozing green pepper sauce. Don’t forget the tacos! she screams. The wine, from California, Australia and France is rounded, rich and buttery. Cheers, you hear them say.
We are a family and this is our playing field. Our colleagues are our brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts and uncles. From around the world, we all sit at the same table – one we always have empty seats at for last minute callers, clients and friends.
We discuss ideas, politics, strategies; agree to disagree and disagree to agree. We live for clever jokes, great pitches and quality work. From around the world, 8 nationalities who speak the same language: clever, witty, strong and fun. We slack, we drive, we upload, download, run around in circles, get to the point, but more importantly: we care.
Who presides I hear you ask? Our President, of course.
Pixel and pixels drive our thinking, with scrums, sprints, sparks and spaces. We layout the story, finesse the ending. Slack, who wants a refill? The traffic has come to a stand still; It is late, our bellies are full. Cupcakes, yes – but wash your hands!
Night has set in London, Singapore awakes.
On the hill, they drink one or two more