Well if there's one nice thing I can say about a nearly five hour layover, it's that I get a chance to visit my poor neglected blog. I still haven't made the decision to pull the plug on this hobby of mine, so don't fret yet. I am sure you've been losing countless hours of sleep over the issue!
In case you were wondering, I'm in Seattle. Well, the Seattle airport, to be exact. Which, as any traveller will tell you, does not count as being actually IN Seattle. If you asked me if I had visited Seattle in my life, after today, I would still say, "NO."
Where am I heading? Well, I'm heading on an adventure known in the business as a "site inspection" to Kelowna, British Columbia (that's Canada, just in case your knowledge of geography started and ended with 'Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego,' like myself). As a side note, I would totally have lost that show. Give me Double Dare any day of the week. Those kids didn't even seem like they were TRYING. How hard could it be to throw yourself down a rubber slide covered in whipped cream? There is no excuse for failing at that obstacle course, ever.
Sorry - got off track there. Anyway, I'm headed to a site inspection where I will be checking out several venue ideas for dinner options, lunch options, and activity options. I'll check out a local golf course, spa, and the amazing winery where an entire day of our future program will be held. It's really supposed to be a beautiful area, and this is definitely one of the more fun aspects of my job. Of course, this won't be quite a typical site inspection because I will only be there for a day and a half, so there's not a ton of time to be wined and dined by the vendors (boo!). On top of that, I have a total of 24 hours of travel time in three day, so it's not quite the slumber party of fun it's made out to be.
However, does it beat sitting in a cubicle looking at database reports on weekly sales and distribution for widgets? Why, YES, yes it does! Thanks for asking! My job is high stress, high frustration, and high in hours worked. I spend literally hours of my life researching questions you'd NEVER want to know the answer to. For example: a) I can give you a 15 minute explanation on label makers, tape cartridge sizes and the extreme difficulty in finding a clear label that is precisely 1.5 inches wide without spending a cool $1,000. b) Have you ever wondered how much it would cost to rent out the advertising space in the Las Vegas airport baggage terminal? The answer is (and always will be) TOO MUCH TO FIT IN OUR BUDGET. c) Would you like to know the exact best place to eat in Lambert, St. Louis International Airport? Give me a buzz and I'll talk your ear off.
I'm a font of useless information. Actually, to steal a line from Iron Chef, my sister-in-law and I make up a "veritable pantheon" of event planning prowess. Sure, it's not finding a cure for cancer, and NO, the decisions I make aren't life and death (though most bosses of event planners would certainly like us to BEHAVE as though they were), and NO, I don't find it morally rewarding or anything - But, after spending a few years in a cubicle I can assure you there are worse ways to spend 40 hours of your week.
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