You Have Got To Be Kidding Me.
Posted July 09, 04:43 PM
Guys, I am mad. I am angry. I am irate. I am ireful. I am fuming. Vexed. Incensed. Choleric. Livid. Outraged. Huffy. Hot. Cross. Full of raging, vitriolic fury. What I'm trying to say is that I am upset. Also, I finally bookmarked Thesaurus.com.
Why am I filled with so many synonyms? Well, because those sweaty suckas over in the NBC marketing department have put MORE GIGANTIC AND FRIGHTENING AND UNNECESSARY AND OBNOXIOUS POSTERS IN ALL OF THE 30 ROCK ELEVATORS:

Can you believe that crap? Ugh. Man! There is nothing worse than obnoxious, "hey look at me look at me look at me" in-your-face advertising. They did this once before with an ad for "The D-LIst Awards", and it was almost unbearable - I took the stairs for weeks. And I'm fat, so you KNOW I was mucho pissed.
To recap briefly, my problems with these insane posters are thus:
1. They are actually giant, wasteful PLASTIC STICKERS (aka they make Mother Earth cry).
2. Putting these giant ads in the elevators is TOTALLY POINTLESS because we here in the building already know about these NBC shows - we are the people who are make them, dude.
3. All these posters are for just one show. ONE SHOW. Why not mix it up? Do we not have enough money to make more than one kind of poster at a time? Or is NBC trying to saturate us employees so fully with "Burn Notice" ads that we become part of their new "NBC Universal even owns your dreams while you sleep" advertising campaign? (Honestly, that'd be okay with me - I really could do with one night of NOT dreaming about my teeth falling out while I'm naked in the Housewares section of Kmart).
Let me just say something right now: I've seen a couple episodes of "Burn Notice". And I'm not gonna lie; I thought it was a pretty awesome show. It was smart. It was funny. It was action packed. It had the totally awecellent and hilarious Bruce Campbell. It was kind of like "Miami Vice", but like, good. However, now that I see that Burn Notice has been given the "D-List Awards" ad treatment, THERE IS NO WAY I WILL EVER WATCH THAT SHOW, EVER. NOT IN A MILLION, BILLION BILLION BILLION YEARS, NOT IF YOU PAID ME MONEY, NOT IF YOU GAVE ME A SWEET JETPACK SO I COULD FLY AROUND, NOT IF YOU BROUGHT MY CHILDHOOD TEDDY BEAR CHIEF SNUGGLEBUTTONS BACK FROM HIS WATERY GRAVE, NOT IF MY LIFE AND ALL THE LIVES OF EVERYONE ON THE ENTIRE PLANET DEPENDED ON IT I WOULD NEVER WATCH BURN NOTICE NEVER NEVER EVER. Seriously. Right now, if aliens or werewolves or sentient trees (like in that stupid Shamalamalan movie holy moses it was terrible) took over the earth, and they came to me and were like "Aaron. Dude. We will let everyone on the planet live if, and ONLY if, you watch just ten short minutes of the season premiere of Burn Notice", I would be like "Sorry, Tree Men. Looks like those posters have doomed humanity. Just kill us. And make it as painful as possible." (Unfortunately, "As painful as possible" probably means "riding in a 30 Rock elevator with one of those dumb Burn Notice posters for more than three seconds", so they've got me either way. Oooooh NBC. You are some right smart bastards.)
Now, as many of you know, I don't just take things sitting down (except whiskey - getting black out drunk while standing is too dangerous). So when this new BN elevator invasion sprung up, I decided enough was enough!! It was time to put "Burn Notice" on...Uh, burn notice! It was time for some VIGILANTE JUSTICE, BABY!!! Just like Batman!! Except that I'm fat. And poor. And bad with gadgets. Also: I am afraid of bats. BUT I KNEW THAT IT WAS STILL TIME FOR SOME AWESOME BATMAN VIGILANTE JUSTICE.
Unlike Bruce Wayne, I am a man of simple means and sparse funds - so I took some paper, scissors, a marker, the most dangerous weapon of all - MY MIND - and I went and "Modified" a bunch of the posters a little bit. Here's a taste of what I'm talking about:



HA HA HA HA. "Urn Notice". That's my favorite one.
That was fun. But it's still all so depressing - I mean, I'm just one man. How many people saw my modified posters... Twenty? Thirty? There's only so much I can do. Trying to fight NBC Marketing is like trying to punch the ocean... An ocean that wants you to watch the new season of Burn Notice, premiering tomorrow night at 10 on USA.
Resistance is Futile.