The plan for this week was to be this: a) I'd drive my car to Houston, to the same hotel where we had another client meeting last week; and b) other people who will staff the meeting (four of them) would drive a rented mini-van, which would also be used to transport the conference proceedings and program books, etc.
The staff member who arranged this apparently failed to concern herself with whether the volume of "stuff" would be suitable for a mini-van.
It's not. We have 1750 pounds of proceedings books (35 boxes), plus another couple of hundred pounds of other literature and assorted other bulky boxes...plus four people. The payload of the mini-van is 1500 pounds, max.
So, we're also renting a two-seater cargo van that I'll probably drive myself...though I'm tempted to have the staffer drive it.
And tomorrow I'm meeting with a prospective client and have another such meeting a week from today. And I learned today that we were not selected by yet another prospective client. And I have one other proposal outstanding.
That's what I know. That, and I know I'd rather be mowing my acre in Falba than working my "desk" job.
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