"Since
they didn't seem to know who she was at the SoHo house, she figured she
could be Annabelle Bronstein.
Sometimes, you need to pretend to be someone
you’re not in order to get a few events…and sometimes you just need to know the
right people.
My friend Mike had asked me if I wanted to
join him for a Hospitality Trade Show Event, a show dedicated towards concierge
staff, with all the food and amenities one could imaging in a cruise terminal.
Mike was a former hotel employee, working in sales, so he had an in for all
these types of events. I, myself work in the meeting/tourism industry…well I
work in IT for a company that is in the meeting/tourism industry, so that was a
good as in, plus Mike added my name the list...which also helped.
After trudging through the soaking rain to
the Black Falcon Terminal, we walked up the stairs to bright lights, the aroma
of delicious food and dozens of company booths waiting to give out free
goodies. After we checked in, got our bags to fill with treats, we were on our
way. We had gone up and down every aisle and sampled every dish, drink and snag
every goodie we could grab.
A few of my favorites to note:
·
Sampling
steak from Del Frisco’s…yum!
·
Free
shot glass & business card holder from Blue Man Group…shot glass was
awesome!
·
Samples
of beer from just about every Brewery in the Boston area
·
Cheesecake!!...from
whom else… The Cheesecake Factory
The night was going great, minus my bag
getting way to heavy from all the free goodies that was making my shoulder
hurt. The only downside to the night was trying to explain to the vendors of
what it was that I actually did…and how I wasn't in the concierge
& customer service industry. At first, I would explain that I worked at the
Convention Center…it’s hospitality, it worked great; soon, I just decided to
tell some people that I worked in concierge in about every hotel that popped in
my head that very second. Luckily, no one seemed to notice that I “worked” in about
8 different hotels around the city.
With the event coming to an end, there was
one last thing to do: go to the after party. We were shuttled over (out of the
rain!), to Legal Harborside’s 3rd floor lounge & patio, to
enjoy our own private party, complete with open bar, catered food, and a very
intersecting bathroom section, (I had to note that one, it was very different).
By nights end, I had sampled amazing food,
had fabulous drinks, a swag bag overstuffed with lots of goodies and another
great evening to add to the many of great evenings in the city of Boston.
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