Random Observation and did you get a copy of the memo? and from the road... and review25 Jun 2007 06:58 am
Windy City Wrap Up or Why I Like My Job More Than You Do
This little ditty is way late, but i promised i’d chronicle the Big Show, so here goes.
The good:
- We didn’t have to work on Memorial Day. Most folks will look at that and scoff – “Who would ever have to work on Memorial Day? That is simply Un’merican!” Friends, I work in the tradeshow industry – where no holiday is holy, no weekend is long, and nothing that you take for granted is as it should be. Last year, I worked Memo day for this show in Atlanta. However, Chicago has a very strong labor union working at the convention center, so the it was ‘dark’ or ’black’ for the day. And, no, Swistikat, I am not saying they temporarily hired African American “scab” workers to fill in (poorly, no doubt) for the obviously superior Arian workers for this one day*, I’m saying the convention center was completely closed and me and the hombres had been planning on going to Wrigley Field to see the Cubbies for MONTHS. It was totally worth the wait.
- The pagentry of Wrigley field is amazing. From watching the ground crews hose down the infield before the game to the eight inning appearance of the Cub’s ‘rally caps’ there are few ballparks left in America that actually enhance your experience at the game. They released a bald-fuckin’-eagle during the star spangled-fuckin’-banner. A BALD EAGLE! The eagle spiraled effortlessly down to the infield (and it briefly looked like he was going to go teradactyl on some pigeons, i hoped in awe).
- Hearing “Getchur Malt Cup” for the first time.
- Seeing a Trailor-Park-Barbie pee herself and then passed out on a 7-11 parking curb a half hour later. Apparently this girl had accidentially pissed herself earlier as well. She demonstrated to E, as she ran her hand down the inside of her thigh and then licked it.
- hearing rikki (obliterated already) call us all a bunch of pussies and tell us he could out drink us all
- Miller’s Pub & Rest
The slippery slope:
- having two shots of Jaeger and a few beers before getting on the flight to Chicago, then pounding eight vodka/OJs on the flight, then arguing with co-workers, being a complete buffoon, falling out of the escalator at hotel, suffering moderate injury to knee – which still hurts a month later.
- the video game Boxer which I played until reaching a decent score of 843. This score is still twenty points lower than the machine’s high score of 863. I also now cannot make a fist with my right hand. This happened a month ago…
The bad:
- every pair of pants i wore from 5/25 – 6/8 has bloodstains on the left knee area.
- The IML29 party going on in our hotel that didn’t end until 5/29. Pictures are here if you dare.
*”he’s not a racist, that’s what’s so insane about all this.”
