Tuesday, 17 March 2009

LYFE IN THE BRMB.

(warning: this post may be highly stereotypical and somewhat offensive. but all in good fun...)

so i know i told a lot of you i was living at home this semester. the truth is that i live in this beautifully rustic yellow brick building called THE BRIMHALL.

under this one roof, the five branches of the comms department attempt to cohabit in harmony. they are, namely:
PR, advertising, broadcast journalism, print journalism, and communication studies
anyway, as much as we try to hide it, we all strongly feel that our major is, well, FAR superior to the rest.
those PR kids? please, i can smell them from a mile away. here's an example:
(the one on the left)

by some freak accident, the advertising kids were forced to share the ADLAB with the BRADLAB (PR students who sit at computers and call people asking for money)
there's no physical division between the two but boyyy is there an invisible line that you DO NOT CROSS. it's like being in a public restroom with just one other person--as much as you don't want to acknowledge them it's IMPOSSIBLE to forget they're there.

then there's broadcast. oh you broadcast ladies. may your big hair and thick makeup bring you joy, prosperity and an impeccable newscasting voice.
print journalists are harmless, nice individuals who are respectable enough

and communication studies? i don't even know what that means, how can i go about judging them?

so then you have the best of the brimhall....the ADVERTISERZ.
who are we?
this is a rough idea of what we look like* **

*laptop MUST have an apple logo on it
**the beard is hypothetical of course, since we are forced right now to conform to a certain degree
basically take any innovative, creative person with endless wit and personality and stick them behid a mac and there you have it :)

we are....
in byu but not of byu
we call our professors by their first names
we complain about spending hours in the lab but in reality we looove it
we hang out on weekends
we're saving the world, one glass of water at a time
we're the only ones of our friends who know what it means to tweet
we actually like our majors. like...as in....we love them.

but then there are the CREATIVES.
those masterminds who've changed it from an adjective to a noun.
they know adobe products like i know the frames of my glasses.
they make me feel like a technological grandparent.
only a meager handful of us are considered worthy of the title, but oh how we all want to be them!!

and where do i fit into all this? art director? copywriter? account planner?
they didn't tell me i'd have to make so many important decisions once i got into my major. what do they think this is, my career or something? honestly.


p.s. just so everyone knows, i have lovely and wonderful friends who belong to other comms majors. i do not, despite what it may seem, discriminate based on major.

7 comments:

Nicole said...

This is soooo perfect. All I can say without writing an entire paragraph is...AGREED!

Kellee Marie Cook said...

amen to all of this.

all hail ADVERTISING!!

kylie said...

REB I AM DYING LAUGHING.

ad lab 4 life. candy shoppe. love. and let's not forget about the queasy fish.

love your guts.

hannahshirley said...

PJ= nice and respectable?
Well shoot, I had no idea!
I should have been an advertising major....

Lorina said...

Hey Rebbie,
I love your blog! And this post is hilarious.

Mike said...

Reb-nast.

As a fellow Ad student, I thank you for your piercing analysis of the BRMB (consequently, for the longest time I referred to it as the 140 BRMB... the ad lab) majors...

As a creative, I thank you for your praise and adoration.

As a human, I thank you for your inspiration

And, as a friend, I thank you for YOU.

Here's to not being PR, and therefore, here's to [enjoying] life!

Billy Reano said...

hilarious critique of our small social world. Glad to be a part of it.

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