At the psychiatrist’s office, even the tissue boxes are drug company ads. Weeping, the hapless patient reaches for relief, only to be told: LIFE IS WAITING.
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At the psychiatrist’s office, even the tissue boxes are drug company ads. Weeping, the hapless patient reaches for relief, only to be told: LIFE IS WAITING.
that looks like a british ad for some reason.
maybe it’s the colors. maybe it’s the chairs. could be because everyone looks miserable in it, though.
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I thought the same thing
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I’m seeing that more as a “Leave the wait (TO DIE) behind”.
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They sort of look like they’re waiting for the bathroom, in which case I’m quite interested in this product. The miracles of modern medicine.
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and another thing
Could “Leave the Wait Behind” be one of the worst slogans I’ve heard in a while? Granted, it’s a medical ad campaign and they’re not known for wowing the advertising world but the whole point is that life is waiting, not you – you’re not waiting for life to come and swoop in and save you from those uncomfortable orange chairs. So the whole point is sort of getting off your depressed butt, hopping on that Wait Train away from Miseryville and chugging off towards Life! Beautiful Life!
Also “Leave the Wait Behind” sounds kind of Jenny Craig-ish.
Over-thinking. It’s my specialty.
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So did you ask the Dr? He’s being paid to (indirectly) prescribe this no doubt.
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Oh, he just takes all the swag and prescribes what he needs to. He has no time for drug reps. Pretty solid guy. But hey, free Kleenex.
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My mom loves the drug reps that come to the office she works in because they bring them lunch all the time.
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