Surviving Scottsdale
I survived my recent western regional intern conference in Scottsdale. Don’t get me wrong, I did have fun. I also realized how long it’s been since I was 21 and free beer was the ultimate goal of me and my peers.
I stayed at a really nice resort from Wednesday morning until Friday afternoon. My schedule was booked solid. I did have some free time in the evenings after 7pm, but from 8am until then I was busy with lectures, team-building activities, and wandering from one side of the complex to the other. I did meet some cool people but it took a while to find them. To give you an example of what I was up against, here is a snipped of conversation I overheard while checking in.
Chickie 1: Wow, your bag is full. What did you bring?
Chickie 2: Mostly makeup and hair products.
Each evening, we had a themed dinner. The dress code was casual but we were still at a business event. We even had a dress code. Still, some people thought it was appropriate to wear a tube top to a company event. She looked really really cute but….. a tube top? Hmmm….
After doing my time and getting through the crazy schedule, I was ready to head home. I’d eaten plenty of free food and consumed plenty of free wine but it was enough. I was ready to sleep in my own bed again.
During the closing ceremonies, our host announced the winner of the team competition and guess what? My team won! Out of twenty-nine teams my team had won enough events and shown enough team spirit to take home the grand prize! Yay! I knew we could do it! I was for it all along! *cough cough*
I’m really proud of my team. Despite my constant skepticism, we really pulled it off. The contest. We pulled off the contest, not the tube top. However, I did hear that many a tube top came off after 10pm when the bar closed. I was asleep and in bed like the old lady that I am. After this weekend I can honestly say that thirty is not looking so bad.
Ah, hilarious! Reminds me of my ongoing experiences drumming in a band with youngsters. Just call me grampa Shaw.