A bright sunny day in spring and the WCRS account manager, Charlie
Gatsky, was strolling through Covent Garden talking to her Orange client
on her Orange mobile phone, as she does.
Suddenly, a passing villain (presumably impressed by the award-winning
advertising) grabbed Charlie’s phone from her and made off. She, in true
have-a-go style, gave chase, but the villain proved too fast.
Unfortunately for him, however, he sprinted directly past the Prince of
Wales public house where the entire WCRS creative department was sunning
itself in preparation for another gruelling afternoon’s work. In an
instant, the team took stock of the situation and sprung into action.
First out of the blocks was the art director, Andy Dibb, pint glass
still in hand, tailed by the rest of the department. With a well-aimed
boot, Dibb felled the thief who promptly disappeared under a sea of
other boots. Fortunately for him, a passing policeman arrived and put a
halt to the firm-but-fair guardian angel-style justice being meted out.
To a chorus of ‘the future’s not so fucking bright now, mate!’, the
cuffs went on.
‘All in a day’s work,’ Dibb panted. ‘Mind you, if it had been a Mercury
One-2-One we probably wouldn’t have bothered.’
Reports that Robin Wight immediately began a roadside pitch for the
Metropolitan Police account have proved unfounded to date, but we
wouldn’t put it past him.