"I was with a bunch of hot girls and we would just walk into bars, whip out our BlackBerries and try to get guys to look at them by flirting… We'd say, ‘Put your number in my phone and I'll totally call you. We'll go out on a date!' But we just wanted them to try the BlackBerry. I definitely didn't call anyone."
-Julia Royter, a "pretty 26-year-old actress" who claims she was paid by BlackBerry to stealth-market the Pearl via flirtation, a practice she calls "pretty evil… You never know who is trying to sell you something." Later on a president of something called "Street Guerilla Marketing" defends this particular practice with the old saw that "any buzz is good buzz," although something tells me that a person smarting from rejection will have 50 things on their mind before they fondly reflect on the make and model of whatever smartphone their non-conquest was brandishing.
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This is how I ended up with a waffle maker.
Don't answer it!
Is it weird that whenever an attractive lady is nice to me I worry that she's trying to sell me a luxury gadget? =(
I have a similar problem with guys; I now worry they are going to start witnessing to me about Jesus Christ :|
"so wait… this nasty rash on my, uh… she was just trying to sell me Valtrex?"
*ask my doctor about
For Julia, "pretty" should be in double quotes. I have seen cuter face on a clock.
She worked the late shift: 1am to 4am.
I mean look at the probiscis on that gremlin, res! That thing could knock over your pint and do all your cocaine before you could throw a blackberry at it!
She's bag phone hot.
@saythats: I've seen better heads on boils.
@ scrolly: I've seen better heads on half a pint of beer.
@Capn: Like Ma Bell, she is the ill communications.
total butterface. you should see her in an LBD
RIM just didn't want this flirty girl to stretch your suspension of disbelief TOO far…
How do we know you weren't paid to post this silly story?
How do you think Trojan's Magnum XXL, desensitizing, ribbed, pineapple flavored, vibrating condom became such a big seller?
A lot of hard fucking work, I tell you.
Ahem…
BTW, I think I need to borrow some garbage ties, rs.
I'm not sure you needed the 'work' in your second sentence, res…
Also, pineapple flavored?!?!?
Wow, that article really made me want to see The Joneses, starring David Duchovny, opening Friday.
I prefer promotional booze and lighters, and getting really flirty with promotional girls and then playing the Gay Card last minute.
It is because of guys like you than I have to constantly recalibrate my gaydar.
They must get devastated. But at least they can do flaming shots until their hearts heal.
Band-Aids paid me good money to trip all those kids on the playground, and I'm not ashamed of it.
Fabrice Tourre hinted at a blow job if I bought some collateralized debt.
The worst part is, Goldman Sachs bought credit-default swaps against both transactions.
What did she do with the numbers, sell them to telemarkets for the dateless?
Sold them to Mitch and Murray. They're the new leads.
HA! Thanks for the near-spit-take on that one.
I'm pretty sure cocoanut water is working this marketing angle right now. I've been bombarded with unprompted references to that nasty stuff by randoms in bars/subways/etc.
I get all my tech advice from floozies on barstools.
Sure, she left me alone and miserable. But for one shining moment I caressed those smooth curves and let my hands linger over those pert little number buttons.