Open Letter to Nike
Friday, August 3, 2007
Dear Marketing Genius at Nike,
The other day I was walking down the street, in a hurry to get somewhere. While passing your beautiful flagship store on 57th street, I came across this sign in the window...
Some lady running in some fancy tank and shorts and it said “someone who is busier than you is running right now”
and it made me stop dead in my tracks. I started thinking about all the "important" things in my life; family, friends, work, drinking, sleeping, sexing it up, blogging (Okay I kinda felt like I had to say the blogging part, just so you all know I care). I realized that yes, I could be spending my precious time concerning my self with all those silly things, but this clearly wasn't just a sign. It was a SIGN.
Suddenly, I felt the urge to stop what I was doing, drop everything, ditch the person I was with and go into your store and spend upwards of a couple hundred dollars on a new pair of shoes, socks, shorts, sports bra, tank top, zip up jacket and wrap around sunglasses to kick off my new purpose driven life. Oh, and throw in one of Nike + iPod sport kits too, so I can have some tunes and listen to running tutorials while I'm out pounding the pavement.
Meanwhile, someone else who is busier than I am is also, working, saving lives, reading a book, cooking, having sex, blogging, getting their nails done, drinking, finding a cure for diseases, making money, shopping, watching a sports game at a bar with friends.... the list goes on.But who wants to waste their time doing those things? So thanks Nike, for causing me to have this epiphany and making me realized just how fucked up my priorities are.
Regards,
NYC.Lezie
p.s. Actually, I won't be buying your shoes, they suck. The last pair of Nikes I had gave me shin splints. This letter will also serve as my official endorsement for Asics, New Balance and basically any brand that aren't NIKE.
The other day I was walking down the street, in a hurry to get somewhere. While passing your beautiful flagship store on 57th street, I came across this sign in the window...
Some lady running in some fancy tank and shorts and it said “someone who is busier than you is running right now”
and it made me stop dead in my tracks. I started thinking about all the "important" things in my life; family, friends, work, drinking, sleeping, sexing it up, blogging (Okay I kinda felt like I had to say the blogging part, just so you all know I care). I realized that yes, I could be spending my precious time concerning my self with all those silly things, but this clearly wasn't just a sign. It was a SIGN.
Suddenly, I felt the urge to stop what I was doing, drop everything, ditch the person I was with and go into your store and spend upwards of a couple hundred dollars on a new pair of shoes, socks, shorts, sports bra, tank top, zip up jacket and wrap around sunglasses to kick off my new purpose driven life. Oh, and throw in one of Nike + iPod sport kits too, so I can have some tunes and listen to running tutorials while I'm out pounding the pavement.
Meanwhile, someone else who is busier than I am is also, working, saving lives, reading a book, cooking, having sex, blogging, getting their nails done, drinking, finding a cure for diseases, making money, shopping, watching a sports game at a bar with friends.... the list goes on.But who wants to waste their time doing those things? So thanks Nike, for causing me to have this epiphany and making me realized just how fucked up my priorities are.
Regards,
NYC.Lezie
p.s. Actually, I won't be buying your shoes, they suck. The last pair of Nikes I had gave me shin splints. This letter will also serve as my official endorsement for Asics, New Balance and basically any brand that aren't NIKE.
ROFLMAO