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The Boss stopped by my cubicle today, and suggested that I should write about all the great Valentine's Day products we have on sale this week. Excuse me? She wants me to write ad copy? Ad copy!? I do not write ad copy. I am a serious writer of stories. I create wonderful literary panoramas that enlighten and entertain thousands of people each week. I use important words like, uh, enlighten, and umm, entertain, to paint a vivid portrait of life in America. I tell relevant stories of the working class and our daily battle to overcome obstacles and reach beyond ourselves despite the odds. I tell the story of the common man, and the not so common woman? I do not write ad copy.

It's a ridiculous notion! Me? Write about Heart Pendants and Swarovski Heart Crystals and Heart Boxes and Heart Beads and Heart shaped Hearts, just because they're on our Weekly Sale? I think not! Oh sure, I could do it. Heck, anybody could write that stuff. But me? They don't pay me enough to get me to write about...oh wait. I'm an intern. I don't actually get paid at all. But I digress.

I'll bet nobody ever told Mark Twain to write ad copy. What? He wrote newspaper ads before he became a successful writer? Okay, fine. Whatever. What about Shania Twain? I'll bet she never wrote ad copy!

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