Updated: May 20, 2019
Last night when my fiancée Gaetana (pronounced Guy-tah-nuh: we call her Guy for short) got home from work, I was still upstairs in my office writing. Shouting up to me that she was home, I told her I was just wrapping it up and would be down in 5 minutes.
I was in a hurry to finish! We had planned an outing to our local happy place: Hope Street Pizza. Just the name makes us happy: squeezing “hope” and “pizza” into one name was marketing genius! Or at least they showed some wisdom when they put a pizza shop on Hope Street!
I wrapped it up and went downstairs: dressed and ready for date-night! When I saw her, Guy said: “Screw you, you loser! I'd NEVER go out with YOU! Now....go get me a pizza!”
OK, she might not have said it exactly that way!
But she didn’t have to! In the moments it took me to get downstairs, she had changed into her pajamas and was already laying on the couch under my most comfortable Ohio State Football blanket (the one from my bachelor days, with the cigar burns)!!
Without speaking a word, she had sent her message! For those that are unsure, that message was:
Half meat-lovers, half plain….I’ll be here when you get back with it!
Speaking of delivering messages, I’ve delivered the message here many times about the value of attending trade shows. This past week, I was in Las Vegas for the National Hardware Show. I am aware that I can drone on about the value of these shows so I’ll make this part quick: you should have been there!
I believe that these shows add a lot of value and while I generally don’t go to NHS to buy (though the Lancaster Buying Show is right next door if saving money is your thing) I get a ton of other value.
When I used to write for the magazine, I would often mention my attendance at trade shows but would never get into too many details. By the time I came back from a show, waited for the next deadline and THEN it was published and mailed to all of you, it was often two months between show attendance and the reader. The passage of that much time made it seem less valuable to me.
There is a lot more to the NHS than just the Elvis impersonators (see picture below). All the paint manufacturers were there of course, but generally speaking: I know what they are of