April 18, 2008
View From Lodi CA: Joe To Replace Tiger Woods As American Express Pitchman?
By Joe Guzzardi
Last week, I called
American Express to activate a new credit card it
had sent me to replace my lost one.
In the process, I noticed that I have been an
American Express member for forty years, a much longer
period than any of the spokesman-hucksters the company
trots out for its commercials and
five times longer than the average first marriage!
I told the phone representative that to commemorate
my long tenure American Express should, at the very
least, waive its annual fee. And furthermore, I felt
that a small token of its appreciation—perhaps three
free nights at the deluxe
hotel of my choice—would be appropriate given our
four-decade long association. During that period,
American Express has not gifted me so much as a
toothbrush.
As our conversation continued, I noted to the agent
that last year American Express paid its top five
executives an aggregate of $61 million. Apparently then
the company
could well afford to loosen up some pocket change
for what it is forever referring to as its “valuable
customers.”
But the longer I spoke about the perks I’ve earned,
the more the representative ignored me. Instead, she
brazenly pressed me to upgrade my membership from gold
to platinum.
Sensing correctly that I was getting nowhere, I then
proposed that American Express take an entire new
advertising direction.
Since American Express recently
dumped Tiger Woods after ten years together (thirty
less than me), I proposed that the company should shift
its focus from high profile stars to everyday Americans
like—well, like me.
What’s the point of hiring the glitterati to hawk
American Express cards? Of course, they
don’t leave home without them! And not only are
their memberships fees waived, they get
millions of dollars for shilling.
I took a page from American Express’ advertising
history to prove how I could play a valuable role.
In 2004, the company launched its “My
Life, My Card” campaign featuring, in addition
to Woods,
Ellen De Generes,
Robert De Niro, and professional surfer
Laird Hamilton.
Some of the original
advertisements were directed by
Martin Scorsese and photographed by
Annie Leibovitz.
Each was shot on location with the scenes, according
to
John Hayes, American Express Chief Marketing
officer, “reflecting the places, causes, achievements
and avocations that are meaningful to each person.”
And claimed Hayes, the ads would “reveal snapshots
of the lives of these incredible individuals as we
demonstrate our belief that our card members are
exceptional people no matter where they live or what
they do.”
Finally, Hayes concluded that: “achievers
of all types choose American Express.”
Hayes left the door wide open
for me. While I certainly wouldn’t describe myself as “incredible”
or “exceptional”—far from it—I am an achiever of
sorts, albeit an underachiever.
Here’s the spot that I envision running on national
television:
“You don’t have to be
rich and famous to have an American Express card. Here’s
Joe Guzzardi, an
English as a second language instructor toiling
obscurely in California’s
San Joaquin Valley and supplementing his meager
income with a pittance paid to him by the
Lodi News-Sentinel for his weekly opinion
column. Although Guzzardi’s wages have been stagnant for
more than twenty-five years, when he flashes his
Gold American Express Gold Card people think he’s
famous!”
At first, my concept got a chilly reception.
But then I recast my idea so that it would be certain
to grab the attention of decision makers.
Since I’ll work for peanuts, comparatively, the
company can use the tens of millions it will save and
add them to the
already lofty salaries paid out to the top brass.
For example, American Express Chairman
Kenneth Chenault, would get a pay raise from his
annual $25 million to $28 million.
Once my revised plan gets circulated throughout the
boardroom, I’m sure my phone will start ringing!
Joe Guzzardi [email
him], an instructor in English
at the Lodi Adult School, has been writing a weekly
column since 1988. It currently appears in the
Lodi News-Sentinel.