Ollie had thought work would be his refuge and salvation. For the last ten years, his second home had been found among the cubicles and offices found at Strother, Marx, and Henkle, one of Seattle’s largest advertising agencies, located in the Pioneer Square area of downtown. Ollie had worked there for the last decade, working his way up from copywriter, to copy chief, and finally, to his current stint as one of the agency’s six creative directors.
Now as he parked his car in a nearby lot on Monday morning, he was hungry to sit down at his desk with a cup of Starbucks and immerse himself in the oblivion of work. There would be ad copy to review, clients to appease, meetings to attend. The phone would never stop ringing. Normally, such Mondays, although they would go fast, were a pain in th
