It's always a bit comical to me that corporations decide to hold their sales conferences' in Vegas - which begs the question, is it the time of year when you want sales folks to learn the most, pay the most attention, and walk away truly knowing the products and road map, or is it the time when you want folks to bond, party, and walk away feeling more tied into the company. I think the latter. Regardless, it's Vegas - the city of 24/7 isms and possibilities.
We arrived to Vegas Sunday afternoon after a not-too-terrible delay. Molly and I checked in and made our way to the Venetian for lunch. To get to one hotel you need to walk through the smokey lobbies and casinos of 5 others or you can opt to walk the strip where you'll be solicited for everything from lap dances to heli rides over the Grand Canyon. We chose the strip. The trip played out from there toggling between fantastic restaurants, night clubs, bars, and of course conference rooms. Funny, it was easier to keep my eyes open at night.
The isms:
- One night we went dancing with Product Management and Marketing. On the dance floor was an eclectic mix of 60somethings grooving (in ways no-one should), boys loitering, and girls prowling.
- Daily I saw at least 4 weddings.
- The food is good, not great, but it all seems to be cloaked in butter or extra oil - maybe more fuel to keep people gambling longer?
Ah Vegas - in another 5 years I just might be ready to go back.
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