Just go with it.

There's something about the spontaneous flash of a photo booth that exposes a person's true being.

Me, I'm an embracer.  I think it all started at age 7, when I was cast as a "party boy" in the local Nutcracker ballet. And I was a damn star.

After that I took on whatever came my way, eventually landing my first job in advertising, which included all the glamour of restocking plastic spoons, dressing as the office elf and filling out Walter's time sheets. But nothing could've prepared me more for the life of a copywriter. 

That's what we do as creatives. We go with it. We embrace and nurture even the worst assignments. So I'm sorry if I can't help myself from giving a lift to a poor mannequin that lost its legs.

That's just who I am.