While media men are normally as happy behind a filing cabinet with
their pants down as they are wielding a niblick on a golf course, most
at least try to decorously conceal their shenanigans from the press.
Not so Adam McKay, a 27-year-old media planner from London. In a feature
in The Mirror’s M magazine last week, our hero brazenly came clean about
the time he slept with his boss, Lucy, after a Christmas party in his
’large media company’.
In a scenario redolent of Mills & Boon, he gushed: ’Clutching her bottom
on the dance floor seemed perfectly natural ... we could barely keep our
hands off each other and she invited me back to her flat.’
Unfortunately, word got around and his managing director warned him to
stop attempting to sleep his way to the top.
Although a trawl of the big agencies has drawn a blank as to his true
identity (answers on a postcard), he can’t have been much cop in bed, or
he’d be a chief executive by now.