Tuesday, July 28th, 2009
I’ve been trying to put my BlogHer ’09 experience into words for the past couple days and I’m really not sure that I’ll ever be able to do it in the way that I want to. There were awesome experiences and then not so awesome experiences. I think I’ll start out my sharing my not favorite things, and then later one, we can move on to my VERY favorite things. And, I have a lot of very favorite things.
- No recycling in the hotel rooms at the Sheraton. I’m an Oregonian. We really enjoy recycling here. It bothered me that there wasn’t a little blue bin in the room for recycling paper and plastic bottles. Call me crazy, but I have extreme guilt after throwing something away that could be recycled. Which is why I took a million little pieces of paper home, which now reside in my recycling bin. Roll your eyes if you must.
- Not everyone is a MommyBlogger. On Friday’s lunch, my dearest Kaleigha suffered a yucky burn on her leg from the lights at the Ragu Lunch. We went for a walk around the exhibit hall and noticed that Johnson & Johnson had a large first aid kit on the table that they were raffling off. We thought that maybe, just maybe they had bandaids or some similar first aid swag, because you know, LARGE FIRST AID KIT ON THE TABLE. They did not, which was fine, BUT, the person staffing the table said to us, “Are y’all Mommy Bloggers?” I told her, “No, we don’t have kids.” And, she replied, “Oh, so what do y’all blog about?” Seriously? I should close this blog shouldn’t I? Because I have no children, therefore nothing to write about. A little staff training goes a long way.
- Be nice to the volunteers. This is totally different than the other swag debate that’s going on, but on Friday, Kerri and I were working at the table where you pick up your lanyard, BlogHer pin and swag bag. Unfortunately, during this time we ran out of swag bags. Most people were very gracious about not receiving their bag, you know, probably because it was full of stuff that nobody really NEEDS. But, the couple that were nasty were really nasty. One lady stared down her nose at us and said, “Not very organized, ladies!” Another told us that she paid good money to come here and she deserved her effing swag bag. To which I say, if you’re attending a conference just to get a bag of crap and not to actually learn something and meet people, then I suggest you take a look at yourself. I’ve worked in marketing my entire career, and a portion of that time has been spent doing events and I’ve never had anyone be that mad about not getting swag, and I’ve been at conferences in which we gave out leather TUMI bags. I’m sorry you didn’t receive the bag containing the Mr. Potato Head, but your anger is misplaced, and all you accomplished was making a volunteer really mad at you. Oh, and also, to that one Mean Lady? Loralee would like to see you. *Edited to add: Wondering if the tantrum throwers are the same women who were complaining over pre-show marketing? That’s a whole other topic for a different day.
There you have it: my three not awesome things. Next up: H&M, Friends, Best Dinner Ever, Wiener Whistles and how excited I am for BlogHer ’10 already.