You don’t suffer from existential ennui. DRAPER FAIL.
You’re impotent. DRAPER FAIL.
You enjoy talking about your feelings. DRAPER FAIL.
You’ve been offered sex by less than 4 women today. DRAPER FAIL.
You ate 24 oysters and drank 6 old-fashioneds over lunch with your boss, and you couldn’t keep it down. DRAPER FAIL.
You fell down drunk BEFORE finishing the construction on your child’s playcastle for her birthday. DRAPER FAIL.
You are horizontal and no woman is near you. DRAPER FAIL.
Draper Fail
So I just started binge-viewing on the first season of Mad Men and have so far come up with one takeaway: Don Draper is better than you. This blog is dedicated to that fact.
