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Every couple of years all the manager's in our company have to go to a national manager's meeting in Orlando. It comes out to 800 managers plus another couple hundred home office employees and other misc. People. We take over the Dolphin Hotel on the Walt Disney World Resort property. It can be a lot of fun but so draining at the same time. I consider myself social but it gets old by the 4th day of smiling and pretending to still give a damn when all you want to do is go home and get a little privacy. For me, my life is no longer my own. They put us on a schedule, which is good, but then they schedule social times, which aren't really mandatory but it always surprises me how many people participate. I usually do not participate. We flew in Wednesday night and by Friday night I just didn't want to be doing anything as a group anymore. I like most of the people in my region but I don't have any one good friend that I can hang out with and usually I just mix with a few different groups while I'm there. I am the youngest one in my region and also the only one of three people who aren't married or have kids and my interests aren't even close to any of theirs. It really is a fun close-knit group but I am always glad to come home. Our meetings are long and most of the time you can look around the room and find someone sleeping and when it wasn't me it was one of the group VP's sitting in front of me. That made me laugh because I thought it was just me. They had the usual awards ceremony and we all had to get dressed up. I actually went out and bought a dress and heels. I know. You should pause and catch your breath. They do a great job of entertaining us and give us plenty of free time. This year I went to Epcot Center with three other managers. We had a good time. The best part of it was the French restaurant we ate at. The entire staff was from France and they all had accents and one was cuter than the other. I ordered scallops and I should have known it wouldn't fill me up because, as these things generally tend to go, the $26.00 scallops and ravioli was 3 scallops topping 3 ravioli. I finished it in 6 bites and ended up helping everyone else with their vegetables. We went on the super boring ride Mission Space and all the other rides had a long wait so we mostly just saw the sites and fireworks. On the flight up there I was sitting next to this young mom and her crying baby. She got him to shut up for a while but then he started crying again and the annoying part was the mother yelling at her kid to "stop it" or "why are you still crying?"
Now on Wednesday I gotta get on another plane to fly up to Indiana for Amy's wedding. I hate flying. I am sick of planes. Last year I told Chad that we should just take a break from airports and planes but somehow I end up in airports like 6 times a year. At least Chad will be with me this time. Sorry, I know this has been a long and not so interesting blog but I have been out of touch for four days so I need time to get back in to the groove.