Stays In Vegas

My dad picked me up at the airport coming home from Vegas, and he asked me how my trip had been.

I complained that I couldn’t take full advantage of the endless free booze because I was working. I told him that the games and tech world is harder for me because everyone else just wears a suit but I’m a girl so I have to sort out a whole ensemble. And how my flight back was kind of hellish, how I didn’t have enough time to catch up with journo friends or get to know awesome new friends, and how I felt like I barely scratched the surface of CES and Vegas, but I was also running purely on coffee and adrenaline.

“I’ll have the special, with the mashed potatoes instead of the fries,” my dad said.


“Just giving you some perspective.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

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0 Responses to Stays In Vegas

  1. MantisBot says:

    Man, I miss you and your family Meg:p I need to visit or something at some point… argh!

  2. Meg says:

    I miss you too! We’ll hang out the next time we’re on the same side of the globe. 🙂

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