NYC & “The Snow of Doom”
As luck or fate or the Gods would have it I had to fly to New York City this past Friday.
Who doesn’t want to attend an all-day meeting on a Saturday to discuss social media? I have no idea why pr researchers and those who willingly associate with them are thought to be geeks. If you have to label us, I prefer “wonk-esque.”
Well, you know the story. Mother Nature got pissed and there was a blizzard (and an earthquake and a tsunami).
Global climate change? I don’t believe in it (Said sarcastically while rolling my eyes. You know me.)
Good thing I only had to deal with what I fondly refer to as “The Snow of Doom.” “Snowmagedon” was already trademarked.
Let me rephrase: Good thing I only had to deal with “The Snow of Doom” and it’s repercussions.
I do believe I will share.
The day started pleasantly enough.
Hell, who am I kidding?
The day started with me fielding calls and emails from my fellow travelers wondering if the meeting was still on or if all was canceled while the city hunkers-down. (Hunker-down is associated most often with hurricane-like conditions but it most acccurately reflects the seriousness of the situation. The seriousness being it affected me.)
And exactly what else would one do when it snows?
Snowball fight? Snow angels? Sledding? Sip hot chocolate by the fire? Nope. Hunker-down just feels right.
As for me, as I said, who doesn’t want to attend an all-day meeting on a Saturday to discuss social media? I was going to get to NYC come H-E-Double Curling Sticks or high water. Curling will be a topic for another day.
My direct flight from JAX to LGA was canceled. As was every direct flight from JAX to LGA. So I was put on a late afternoon flight from JAX to ATL. Late afternoon flights on a Friday are not pretty.
The young passive agressive cute couple (PACC) sitting next to me were not exactly fighting but more like sniping. I ignored them.
Eventually PACG (passive agressive cute guy) apologizes to me for their “bickering.” Oh, that’s what they were doing.
PACG said they were discussing their wedding.
I congratulated them. PACG said they weren’t engaged just discussing if they should elope or have a big wedding? WTF?
I told them to elope and have a hell of a party. Weddings are stressful. PACG said that’s what he heard. He then proceeded to chat me up for 10 minutes probably just to irritate her.
They never touched or said anything nice to each other. I wanted to shake them both and say, “if you guys are like this now what do you think you’re going to be like 10 years from now?”
Instead I put on my iPod and didn’t mind being single for once.
Sad thing is that turned out to be the less bad flight.
I can’t even bring myself to tell you what transpired on the ATL to LGA flight. It’s in the vault where hopefully it shall remain.
End of story, I got to NYC. I partied with 300 college students. I helped form the SMUG (Social Media Understanding Group – not to be confused with the Blue Man Group. The Blue Man Group are blue. We are not.)
And I reconnected with Victor.
All stories for another day.
March 1, 2010 at 1:51 am
but you forgot the coat part and the margarita part and all the other good parts!
March 1, 2010 at 1:57 am
There has to be some benefit to knowing me in person, right? (~: