Kmart Again....

So I spent three years working at Kmart's ad agency. Three years cursing the big red K that hung over our heads like some cartoon anvil waiting to drop. Three years sitting in the office past midnight to do Kmart's bidding.

When I left, I told myself I would never work for the Satanic K again. I wouldn't even shop there.

But it's been two years already since I left. I miss that big K. I miss the rush of staying at work into the night, racing against a deadline and making sure that the client isn't just happy, but ecstatic.

So when the recruiter called today looking for a writer to work at Kmart's e-commerce headquarters, I took the bait. Sent in my resume. And now I'm waiting for the call.