{"id":81283,"date":"2013-08-06T16:38:11","date_gmt":"2013-08-06T16:38:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.english-culture.com\/?p=358"},"modified":"2018-04-26T16:57:39","modified_gmt":"2018-04-26T16:57:39","slug":"heres-browns-job","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.english-culture.com\/heres-browns-job\/","title":{"rendered":"Here’s Brown’s Job…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>\"\"<\/a>Mr. Feland wrote the text in 1920 for the BBDO house organ, “The Wedge”…and it was used later as a full page advertisement in the New York Times. In both uses, it created tremendous interest, receiving much editorial praise as an outstanding piece of agency propaganda. “Just why,” Mr. Feland once commented, “is a little hard to understand, inasmuch as, beyond our signature, it makes no reference to agency operation.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Here’s Brown’s Job…<\/span><\/p>\n

Brown\u2019s Job<\/span><\/p>\n

Brown is gone, and many men in the trade are wondering who is going to get Brown\u2019s job.<\/span>
\n There has been considerable speculation about this. Brown\u2019s job was reputed to be a good job. Brown\u2019s former employers, wise gray-eyed men, have had to sit still and repress amazement, as they listened to bright, ambitious young men and dignified old ones seriously apply for Brown\u2019s job.<\/span><\/p>\n

Brown had a big chair and wide, flat-topped desk covered with a sheet of glass. Under the glass was a map of the United States. Brown had a salary of thirty thousand dollars a year. And twice a year Brown made a \u201ctrip to the coast\u201d and called on every one of the firm\u2019s distributors.<\/span><\/p>\n

He never tried to sell anything. Brown wasn\u2019t exactly in the sales department. He visited with the distributors, called on a few dealers, once in a while made a little talk to a bunch of salesmen. Back at the office he answered most of the important complaints, although Brown\u2019s job wasn\u2019t to handle complaints.<\/span><\/p>\n

Brown wasn\u2019t in the credit department either, but vital questions of credit usually got to Brown, somehow or other, and Brown would smoke and talk and tell a joke, and untwist his telephone cord and tell the credit manager what to do.<\/span>
\n Whenever Mr. Wythe, the impulsive little president, working like a beaver, would\u00a0 pick up a bunch of papers and peer into a particularly troublesome and messy subject, he had a way of saying, \u201cWhat does Brown say? What does Brown say? What the hell does Brown say? – Well, why don’t you do it, then?\u201d<\/span>
\n And that was disposed.<\/span>
\n Or when there was a difficulty that required quick action and lots of it, together with tact and lots of that, Mr. Wythe would say, \u201cBrown, you handle that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And then one day, the directors met unofficially and decided to fire the superintendent of the No. 2 Mill. Brown didn\u2019t hear of this until the day after the letter had gone. \u201cWhat do you think of it, Brown?\u201d asked Mr. Wythe. Brown said, \u201cThat\u2019s all right. The letter won\u2019t be delivered until tomorrow morning, and I\u2019ll get him on the wire and have him start East tonight. Then I\u2019ll have his stenographer send the letter back here and I\u2019ll destroy it before he sees it.\u201d<\/span>
\n The others agreed, \u201cThat\u2019s the thing to do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Brown knew the business he was in. He knew the men he worked with. He had a whole lot of sense, which he apparently used without consciously summoning his judgment to his assistance. He seemed to think good sense.<\/span>
\n Brown is gone, and men are now applying for Brown\u2019s job. Others are asking who is going to get Brown\u2019s job\u2014bright, ambitious young men, dignified older men.<\/span><\/p>\n

Men who are not the son of Brown\u2019s mother, nor the husband of Brown\u2019s wife, nor the product of Brown\u2019s childhood \u2014 men who never suffered Brown\u2019s sorrows nor felt his joys, men who never loved the things that Brown loved nor feared the things he feared \u2014 are asking for Brown\u2019s job.<\/span><\/p>\n

Don\u2019t they know that Brown\u2019s chair and his desk, with the map under the glass top, and his pay envelope, are not Brown\u2019s job? Don\u2019t they know that they might as well apply to the Methodist Church for John Wesley\u2019s job?<\/span>
\n Brown\u2019s former employers know it. Brown\u2019s job is where Brown is.<\/span><\/p>\n

Who Was Robley Feland?<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

http:\/\/youngisaac.typepad.com\/artie\/2007\/10\/browns-job.html<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

Salva<\/span><\/p>\n

Salva<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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