Dear Joe,
It’s Joe. Your future self. Coming to you from 2055.
Now you may be concerned as to why I am writing you this letter.
Don't worry the time police are not after us again. This is just a little reminder to let you know that those long nights, whittling down and reworking your folio will be worth it.
That Advertising degree you worked so hard on? And the Innovation Award they gave you? Congrats. But that was not the peak of your achievements, not by a long shot.
Strap yourself in.
Remember in 2024 when you thought being a Cannes Young Lions finalist was cool? Well, you ended up winning Titanium for a record five years in a row and they made you the Chairman of the whole shebang, all before your 32nd birthday.
You own your own agency - well, at least you did until you sold it after doing some interstellar work for brands like PepsiCoke, Greenpeace, Tesla Time Travel, and PetShip.
The global takeover news when you sold broke the satellite mesh.
Lesson from the future: Steer clear of any intergalactic marketing “empresses” promising intergalactic synergy. Zorana from the Fourth Dimension? Charming, but she’ll strand you in a time loop with nothing but a smile. Beware.
But it all works out, or at least it has so far. You will enjoy intergalactic success and recognition for developing new technology and ad platforms. Act surprised when you get the call from the Nobel Advertising Laureate people. I shouldn’t be telling you about that. That was for when you did the rebrand for time. No not that magazine, as in the actual passage of. After that, watches became redundant. Rolex wasn’t pleased.
The bottom line is that the future of advertising is nothing like you imagined.
Getting your first job is the key. This is in some ways the most important step of your career. Choose well. I mean I know where you will be launching from, but that’s one secret I am not going to reveal. But it’s a great agency and you will learn a lot. Later on, you will employ your first boss as your first Interspacial CCO and Partner.
One word of warning - if you're running late to work, don’t go into hyper-speed without proper precautions. You’ll end up in next week's meeting. Literally.
Yours in time,
Joe
