It’s October, which is the best month of the year: Crisp mornings, cider donuts, colorful leaves and of course woman in sexy / slutty / sultry Halloween costumes.
For a bit of background about me, check out my previous post.
This confession is about a very random, but outrageously hot encounter.
I am not a big fan of trade shows, but a lot of my clients (and prospective clients) are in one place so it is an efficient way to do business. The two major trade shows for my industry are six months apart: April (in Europe) and October (in North America).
At some point I will share a great story from the recent European conference, but since it’s October, this is about a fun time at one of the North American trade shows, which a few years ago was in Las Vegas.
Now Vegas is one of my least favorite places, but people always party a bit harder at the social functions. One of my long-term clients is the President of a company that always hosts a big, raucous party on the final night of the conference and since the event was at the end of October, well, this was a big, raucous costume party.