You're telling me that every PR company in Manhattan is fully staffed?

I probably rip on 99% of the commercials I see, especially since RCN has an extremely irritating habit of running the same QVC and HSN commercials every three freaking minutes. There is, however, an extremely low-budget commercial that I've actually come to enjoy - if you watch YES, ESPN, MTV, Comedy Central or just about any channel you can think of (this thing is seriously everywhere) for even a fraction of an hour, chances are you've seen it - The Tuttle Agency ad.

I actually have a fairly soft spot for Tuttle; they got me through one particularly lousy summer where it was torture trying to find a job (getting a job in NYC is literally FUCKING IMPOSSIBLE without a connection of some kind, but I've ranted enough about that in the past, so let's not get me started); hooking up various and sundry assignments (some good, some atrocious, i.e. handing out flyers on a busy Midtown street corner. This is actually the worst job anyone can ever hold ever. Nothing else even comes close. Think about it: do you really want a piece of paper thrust in your face while you're on your way from point A to point B? Fuck no, you don't. Well think about how annoyed you get when rejecting said flyer. Now think about how much of an asshole the guy handing them out feels. Pretty shitty, I can assure you).

Anyway, the commercial features a series of doors being slammed in a young woman's face, much to her chagrin. She then delivers the single-worst line reading in modern history, in the Jappiest, most Long Island voice ever: "I'm never gonna get a job; nobody cares what happens to me." The italics are mine, but I'm sure you can picture the voice. She then poorly acts about having one interview left (you're telling me that every PR company in Manhattan is fully staffed?), but out of nowhere a creepy old woman acting as an "angel" appears and assures her that everything will be just fine. Sure enough, Worst Actress in America enters the room to find "Donald Frump," replete with absolutely absurd hair and lame "Apprentice" referencing. Frump sez: "I've got two words for you: you're hired!"

Now anyone with 1/8 of a brain knows that this is an awful commercial, but the best part about it is that Tuttle knows their commercials suck and actually proudly trumpets that fact on their web site. These commercials are so bad, they're actually enjoyable. They also happen to provide three different versions of the commercial right here for your viewing pleasure.