Pooped

I hate our bi-annual conferences. They're multi-day affairs where we talk about issues like tax reform and commercial development, and quite frankly they're dull as dirt. They also require me to put on my saleswoman hat and schmooze with people. I hate networking and schmoozing, because I think the key to being a good schmoozer is to believe that you really do mean every sychophantic word that you say as you're saying it. I don't, which makes me look awkward and uncomfortable instead of smooth and confident when I try to do it.

In any case, one day is down, two more to go, and thankfully I won't have to do this again until June.