Samantha's Mr. Pin
Things were buzzing at the office of McMann and Tate this morning as a nervous Larry (the yes man of all yes men), lit another cigarette while pacing the office. Mr. Pin, the no nonsense, toupee wearing president of Topkins Diapers was due to arrive at any moment. Larry dreaded it. They had dealt with Mr Pin many years ago after their success with the Tinkerbell Diapers account, but they could not sway him away from his beloved, self penned, slogan.. He was still using it and sales had slipped considerably in the last few years. Mr. Pin hated change and still dressed , acted and thought, like it was 1960, about the time that he personally wrote the painful slogan : " WRAP UP IN COMFORT WITH TOPKINS DIAPERS! WHAT YOU'RE SITTIN' IN…… WILL PUT A SMILE ABOVE THE CHINNY CHIN!" This was the absolute WORST slogan ever written. Only the president of a company could get away with such antics, although somehow this sold diapers back in the sixties. People didn't know any better back then ; they would fall for anything, especially that smiling baby on the box and in all the magazine ads and TV commercials, but now that Topkins had finally branched out to include adult products, that slogan seemed to stick in the public's craw. "Wonder why" , thought Larry, as he rolled his eyes.
Meanwhile, at 1164 Morning Glory Circle, Darrin (former Ad man of the year), was in another heated discussion with his mother in law about the importance of landing this account. If they could sway a man like Safetiliascus (Safety, for short) Pin, they could sway anyone!
" Really Durwood! Who cares if the account is worth $10,000,000.00? That's chicken feed these days! Account or no account, my daughter is still no more that a household drudge! Stripped of her heritage because of this mortal nonsense! Larry Tate has been promising to make you a partner for YEARS! It has never happened and it never will! " OOOOOOOO!, She hissed, as she vanished in a cloud of smoke.
"Good!" squeaked Darrin, "I'm glad the ol' dragon it out of my hair!" Hearing the car pull in the driveway made him aware of the time. Samantha was back from the store. He had to get to work. He met her at the door and made excuses and left. Better she didn't know about Madame LeFarge's visit!
"Well", mused Samantha half to herself and half out loud, "I guess he had a productive morning." She gave it no more thought as she proceeded to take the groceries to the kitchen.
Endora was stewing on the roof, pondering her next move. She had tried for years to break up this marriage and rid Samantha of the whole shebang. So far nothing had worked. For long…Still, it was worth another shot to try and free her only daughter of this life of drudgery once and for all. Why, oh why, couldn't Samantha see what all she was giving up? ……….Mr. Safety Pinnnnn, Well, it was time for a trip to McMann and Tate!