Back in the day Doug Adesko, Timothy Archibald and I all had reps. Doug had been with his for a while but Archibald and I had just signed with new reps. Tim's reps were a couple of women who started an agency called Tidepool.
Doug (on the phone to Tim) : How is Lilly Pad treating you?
TA: What?
DA: Lilly Pad. Didn;t you just sign with Lilly Pad or something?
TA; Tidepool. Not Lilly Pad.
DA: Same thing.
TA: Not Pad. Tidepool.
So of course, hours later, Archibald recounts this story to me and from that day four years ago a new word has entered the lexicon:
Pad :meaning agent.
As in:
Have you heard back from the Pad about that job?
Oh yeah I know Lars' work. Who is his Pad?
Here in SF, the retouchers have Pads. The stylists have pads. You are no one without a Pad.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
4 comments:
blegh!
made me cringe then want to vomit.
Poor TB is no one right now.
Thanks for the support. Rock on!
why would it make you want to puke? I can only think that you have an agenda or you are responding to something else other than post about "the pad" ....
Post a Comment