April 26th, 2007the perils of trade shows
My company is running a conference in Baltimore. I made the Porkchop come with me because a) it’s boring, b) I need a drinking buddy every night and c) with him here, I have a good excuse to not go out with my bosses at night.
So far, at the airport the mean people threw away about $50 worth of lotions and lipstick. Granted, I forgot my little plastic baggie, but I figured they’d have one (every other time they have), but they didn’t, so I had to toss my stuff.
Then the taxi tried to kill us.
Also, being in this close proximity to my boss for this many hours is very, VERY wrong.