Chapter 21
TarynMy early morning flight on Monday left two hours late, putting me in an even worse mood than I’d been for the past twenty-four hours. The delay meant not arriving at the hotel hosting the event until late afternoon. I called Jeff to let him know I made it to New York safely and then went to pick up my show exhibitor badge, which I needed to get on the floor for setup.
The sound of cranes, drills, and pallets slamming on cement filled the massive convention center. Trade shows were my least favorite events, which is why my boss had given trade show management to another event manager. I preferred private events, conferences, and high-touch personalized events. Setting up booths and waiting for local labor to get off break and finish the work we needed drove me nuts.
I got
