Time was when the most aggressive salesmen at foreign jollies such as
last week’s International Advertising Association do in Seoul were the
high-class vice girls.
But not so in these chaste and buttoned-down times. Instead, the more
likely scenario is a brigade of over-zealous South Korean tailors plying
their trade among the sartorially-challenged.
At least one UK delegate almost paid the price for forgetting to pack
his smart new safari jacket for the conference.
Forced to wear some rather elderly and crumpled threads, the hapless
delegate twice had his collar felt by local tailors, offering to nip up
(tee hee) to his hotel room to measure his inside leg.
Another suave congress groupie with a lady-killing reputation, when
pressed to reveal his plans for that night, was forced to admit that he
had not, in fact, scored. No siree, he had an intimate evening lined up
with his suit-maker.