Trade Show

For the past few days, I've been working a trade show. One unexpected occurrence was the exhibit hall's uncanny ability to block routine cell phone calls from my telephone service provider. The only way around that obstacle was to use my business phone for just about everything. That workaround only serves to annoy vendors and participants. What infinitely complicated matters was the convention center's and participating hotel's baffling lack of internet service. Even if one paid the ten dollar per day fee, the service did not include wifi, used a clumsy, antiquated cable in one's room, and impenetrably obscure usage directions. Room television consisted of a range of channels, many of which were dedicated to implicitly or explicitly presenting or promoting the parent company's marketing agenda.

In essence, the venue managed to isolate participants from the most routine communications. The saving grace was the staff, which was unfailingly polite, and helpful when they could be. Also, unlike most convention destination resorts, this particular venue was laid-back, which I appreciated.

Anyone who has done trade shows has their own stories about a phenomenon that, in one form or another, has existed since antiquity. You're welcome to share stories about convention venues/hotels in the comment box. Just

keep it clean.

By the way, the night sky this evening will feature a full moon that's known as a "blue moon."