Catching Up With Sir Martin Sorrell

Sir Martin Sorrell, head of WPP, was nice enough to sit down for a chat.





Gerry: Hello, Sir.
Sir Martin: You're screwed, you realize this?
G: Excuse me?
SM: With your little jokes and your little bits, I don't put up with that shit.
G: Just saying hi.
SM: Get on with it then.
G: With what?
SM: The money joke. "Give me some money." The crap you pulled with Wren.
G: You guys talk?
SM: Talk? We're all sharing a boat.
G: You and Wren?
SM: Me, Wren, Levy...who's the guy from MDC?
G: Miles Nadal?
SM: Yeah, that guy, he's there. David Jones from Havas.
G: You should call him Davey Jones.
SM: Why?
G: Cuz you're on a boat.
SM:: You and your stupid jokes. Shut the fuck up.
G: What's the name of the boat?
SM The Ha-Cha-Cha
G: Ok.
SM: Say it, Ha-Cha-Cha, like Jimmy Durante.
G: Ha-Cha-Cha.
SM: No. Ha-Cha-Cha
G: Ha-Cha-Cha

SM: We got a Browning .50 caliber machine gun mounted on the back. We blast Halibut right out of the sea. These little Algerian guys jump in and collect all the dead fish for us. You should come out, it's fun.
G: Really?
SM: No. Get the fuck out of here.