moda vivendi

I'm just talking to myself. We do that sometimes, me and myself.

I hope no one sees my browsing history…


In case you couldn’t tell from my incessant whining about how I just wanna graduate already, I’m in classes where all I do is think about how none of this information will ever actually apply to a real job.  I mean, just because I can outline with the best of them doesn’t mean I can whip it out at a client meeting and say, “Well, according to chapter 5 here….”

Except for my advertising class.  This is “real world” shiz.  We have an agency, designed a logo, picked a client, and we’re working on a campaign for them; everything from research to execution of the advertisements.  So, we picked a certain “health” product.  And I’m throwing this out there…I despise research.  I have to learn everything there is to know about this product–why people use it, what unwanted/unplanned pregnancy rates are, who buys more of them: men or women, why is the company only number two in sales in the US for condoms but number one for lube and toys…  It’s actually really overwhelming.  But this is what my future holds.  Maybe.

I just hope no one at Penn State is recording my browsing history.  Because they are getting the wrong idea about me.


Author: Angelica Ross

Coffee addict, Post-It aficionado, Sharpie fanatic. I live and work in Pittsburgh, pin lots of recipes I'll never make, and I love the Oxford comma. Sometimes I write about advertising, other times I write about general life happenings; no matter what, I always try to entertain.

4 thoughts on “I hope no one sees my browsing history…

  1. For my internship I had to research and write copy for a number of clients, including a porn site. My lecturer thought it was hilarious…..

    Good luck in your campaign!

  2. I have you beat; for one of my SRA classes we had to research terrorism. My professor wanted use to get the evacuation plan for Beaver Stadium, how to get students to join our cause, and talk about shooting down airplanes with RPGs. It was a fun class

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