the exhibit hall en masse, partaking of fancy snacks and an open bar.
But despite the masses, business was initially slow, primarily because
of our location.
See, this exhibit hall is enormous, with hundreds of vendors arranged
in nine rows. The main entrance is at the first row, and
unfortunately we were in the 9th, so it took awhile for folks to
percolate in our direction.
At the other tradeshows, we often run into folks we correspond with
only via email or phone in person. But here, instead we run into their
BOSS. Then there's the standard 'you're with us' and 'we work with so
and so.' and hopefully 'we love you guys' and 'where's Mark Frantz -
that guy is money.'
Traffic got real heavy with many potential prospects and lots of
current clients, including Floyd from Morgan State, John from
Piedmont, Ruffin from Baltimore City, Scott from Belhaven and David
from CSI among others. We've been showing everybody DMG which is
garnering a lot of interest, and of course everyone wants to grab a
water bottle or carribeener, which I should remind everyone is NOT for
climbing.
From my perspective, I've become a water bottle and rubber ball
peddler, imploring everyone that walks by to please, please take as
many as you can carry. After all, the more we give away, the more
room I'll have to breathe in the van when we trek to San Antonio.
And that, my friends, is VERY important to me...

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