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.”