Sunday, February 18, 2007
Gone Again
This time I'm off to a company meeting in Reno. I would rather have a root canal than go to this. I would rather scrub toilets with my toothbrush. I would rather ... well, you get the idea.
The meeting is incredibly boring. Very little of it pertains to anything I do. I work way too hard for my money to hand it over to the Mafia -- excuse me, I think the proper term for that is "gambling". I know some people think the atmosphere is great, but when I have to walk through the casino (and you know the hotel is laid out so you can't miss it) and I hear all that ding-ding-ding and see the flashing lights, I feel like I am trapped inside a video game.
But most of all, it is an absolute nightmare trying to fit every liquid and gel I need into a quart bag. I have tiny bottles, but at my age you need a lot of them! The worst is deodorant. Last night I chose a new deodorant based strictly on the fact that it was the smallest bottle available.
Once I get the liquids crammed into the quart bag, I have to figure out how to stuff my purse into my computer bag so I can get through security with one bag and one personal item. The funny thing is that you can take your purse out as soon as you get through the security gate. The airline could care less if you have a suitcase AND a computer bag AND a purse.
Why do I put myself through all this? Why not just check the bag? Because when I went to Baltimore in December, my luggage went to Las Vegas. I just don't trust them to get my bag to the right place, with everything still in it, and without any new rips or gouges. I used to love to travel, but with all the crap they put us through nowadays, I absolutely hate getting on a plane.
Well, aren't I cheerful! And I guess I've wasted as much time as I dare and maybe I've managed to run myself late enough to miss the plane. You can tell, I REALLY don't want to go to this!
The meeting is incredibly boring. Very little of it pertains to anything I do. I work way too hard for my money to hand it over to the Mafia -- excuse me, I think the proper term for that is "gambling". I know some people think the atmosphere is great, but when I have to walk through the casino (and you know the hotel is laid out so you can't miss it) and I hear all that ding-ding-ding and see the flashing lights, I feel like I am trapped inside a video game.
But most of all, it is an absolute nightmare trying to fit every liquid and gel I need into a quart bag. I have tiny bottles, but at my age you need a lot of them! The worst is deodorant. Last night I chose a new deodorant based strictly on the fact that it was the smallest bottle available.
Once I get the liquids crammed into the quart bag, I have to figure out how to stuff my purse into my computer bag so I can get through security with one bag and one personal item. The funny thing is that you can take your purse out as soon as you get through the security gate. The airline could care less if you have a suitcase AND a computer bag AND a purse.
Why do I put myself through all this? Why not just check the bag? Because when I went to Baltimore in December, my luggage went to Las Vegas. I just don't trust them to get my bag to the right place, with everything still in it, and without any new rips or gouges. I used to love to travel, but with all the crap they put us through nowadays, I absolutely hate getting on a plane.
Well, aren't I cheerful! And I guess I've wasted as much time as I dare and maybe I've managed to run myself late enough to miss the plane. You can tell, I REALLY don't want to go to this!
2 Comments:
Maybe you can think about your ski trip while you are at the meeting. I know what you mean about gambling. I just don't enjoy it. Sarcasdad an I went to Vegas,and had a wonderful time. We each gambled a roll of quarters one night while waiting to go to a show. And that was it!
Firts thing is: Why company meetings in casino hotels? 'cause hotel-prices are low? I believe so..
Second: I thought most company meetings today was telephone/pc based conferences except for conventions and award meetings...
Third: Flying has become a very bad experience, yes. Everybody are treated like terrorists....
Number four: Beeing the same age as you, business travelling ain't what it used to be. I call it longdistance commuting. People never travelled in their jobs seems to believe it's plain pleasure. It's NOT. It's hard work.
Wish you a fine week, and look at the people flocking around the slot-machines as though they are puppies in a Zoo.
:))
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