"Oh the places you'll go!"

November, part 1

Well, I made my way from North Carolina to South Carolina and am spending the morning today after flying north presenting to 15 sales people in a rundown building, three flights up, on the corner of 2nd and 3rd Street in Brooklyn, NY – currently making blog notes in my very own Lincoln Town Car; I could get used to this.

Now let me tell you, New York is a very different kind of animal; if you have been here, I am sure you could use a similar analogy. I was intimidated walking off the airplane, listening to the older woman yell at her son telling him where to pick her up in that New York accent we all have heard before– I am sure that he would have gotten the directions if she said it well, quietly, but that is how people are out here; or so it seems. The hotel shuttle driver with slicked back hair greeted me with a nod and an ‘eh’ as I reluctantly allowed him to grab my bags to load into the van that had the radio tuned to the Russian news…I was sure he was kidnapping me in the Holiday Inn shuttle – thanks mom for instilling generally unnecessary paranoia in me :)

This morning as my car drives me from Queens into Brooklyn, I am overlooking the NYC Skyline from some bridge (sorry I can’t be more clear). Then all of a sudden, I am in a brick jungle and closer to the ‘show’. I nosily ask my driver if he likes his job and what it’s like to drive in NY. He says he has a bachelor’s degree and driving isn’t necessarily what he wanted to do with his life but ‘hey’ he explains, ‘where else can a driver make 6 figures?’ In my next, more confident life, I will return as a limo driver – in New York.






^ the above is for my Gram, this was the highest escalator I have EVER been on! higher than Atlanta Airport!

My meeting went great by the way. I was clear and concise, worked my way around interruptions as I presented to a large group of men who, on average all came up to my bust line – thank you heels. The meeting ended with a questions answer period - more 'yelling', although to these people, these New Yorkers, it is conversation – I like it, it makes me laugh ….. I think to myself, maybe this is what my dad says about his yelling, he is just trying to get his point across – he would fit in well here I think as I leave the meeting being told by the customer that I will need to be in Florida in a week to present to the rest of their employees…Florida in December?? I can do that I think.