I wrote earlier this year about Mr Jeremy Sutton, an Auckland divorce lawyer, who was targeting ads at me on The Twitter, presumably because he thought my online profile (50s, male, rugby, stupid) put me in his target market.
He’s back! Woohoo!
Given that MrsDavy is a trained
assassin lawyer, I’m thinking that maybe he’s trying a new sales approach. You know, two for the price of one: change your lawyer and your wife in one fell swoop.
Or maybe it’s some sort of relationship advice gizmo: change her without divorcing her. Put in a new patio or something.
Or, parsing his grammar, maybe he’s asking for my advice on how to change his lawyer? (My only advice would be: don’t go with the guy advertising on The Twitter.)
Whatever, I would have thought a divorce lawyer would know that it’s just not a good idea at the moment to be encouraging men to click on unsolicited links. Ashley Madison? Never heard of them, my dear.
Here’s the thing Mr Sutton: you’re wasting your money promoting your Tweets to me. I’m not buying. MrsFirstAndLastDavy has got a lock on the Ned market.
She said the nicest thing ever to Ned the other day as we discussed a certain level of grumpiness occasioned by my no-cream-doughnuts weight-loss programme. “I want you around a bit longer.”
“Weeks?” I mumbled.