MM: BS’ing at Another Tradeshow/Conference

I’m at another one of those God awful conferences, just so I can show my face, see old friends, and bs with those that I don’t even care to meet.

It kills me when I see these new “eager beavers” acting like they’re excited to be at these conferences and how f’ing excited they look to be meeting new people. I’ve seen these guys before. In two years I’ll see these same guys here and we’ll be taking shots at the bar, sharing stories of how we didn’t get that sale because the contract went to China, or a new competitor that moved into town and is undercutting prices just to get new business, or how our receptionist Tammy has been on maternity leave for the last month and we actually have to answer our phones.

I sometimes hate talking to these newbies and telling them about myself. I really don’t care what college you went to or who you worked for beforehand. You just got married? You just had your first kid? So f’ing what. You think I care? Hell no. I’m just talking to you because you’re going to be my drinking buddy at the next conference.

Yea, I know the next year is going to kick your ass. You won’t be the same, I’ll never see “you” again.

So let’s take another shot. That will be fun. Cheers!