Posts Tagged ‘seattle’

Ready For Our Close-Up

Wednesday, June 28th, 2006

Because of the interesting colors and contours, the Experience Music Project in Seattle is a great backdrop for headshots of the non-avian variety.

It was kind of fun to be the center of attention. There we were dressed in suits, a photographer with a big camera, bigger lens and even bigger bag of equipment snapping shots of us from all kinds of angles. There were the single shots, then shots in pairs, then group shots.

Our photographer, Jeffrey LeBlanc, was awesome. Not only is he also in the mobility biz himself, he is enormously creative and fun to work with! If you need a photographer in Seattle, Jeff is your guy!

We used all kinds of mobility technology props, which was easy, because we normally carry all kinds of mobility technology. Melissa’s pink iPod and Stacy’s pink Razr no doubt will stand out.

Boatloads of tourists – and by that I mean tourists sitting in busses shaped like boats – passed by, gawking. Clearly we had to be local celebrities. Another photographer even joined in. We have no idea who she was.

Soon we’ll see the results. But getting our pictures taken was definitely one of the highlights of this trip.

Having a Bad Hair Day

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

It was not the bluebird of happiness, but the result was just the same.

We had engaged the services of a local photographer to take our company headshots. And just seconds before the first picture was about to be taken, I got another headshot. I was putting my phone into my computer bag when I felt something smack me in the head.

“That did NOT just happen,” I shouted, as my shocked colleagues stared in disbelief.

Seagulls… the rat bastards of the sky. One nailed me with… G-d only knows with what. These things are scavengers after all. It’s enough to make one want to wretch.

Fortunately, there were, um, potty wipes around. And Stacy and Melissa wiped down my head so I did not have to return to the Quality Inn and wash my hair immediately.

I managed to get through the 2-hour photo shoot. When I got back to the hotel, I lathered, rinsed, repeated a bunch of times.

There were many memorable moments on this trip, but the one that brings Stacy to laughter with tears is the time the seagull shit on my head.

There is a certain amount of superstition that accompanies a pitch meeting. For example, I packed enough clothing for three trips, but somehow managed to forget the belt that goes with my suit. So John G is insisting that if we win the business from the pitch to which I went beltless, I can never where a belt to a pitch again.

There is a superstition that being shat upon by a flying bird brings good luck. Given the pitch meeting the day before, I am happy to take one for the team. Once.

The Champagne Is Not Korbel

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

And then there were four. To complete the trip, our fourth partner, Stacy, arrived by train at 4:00 pm on Thursday. Our pitch meeting ended later that anticipated, but exactly at the right time to get to the train station and pick up Stacy. Of course, the directions to the train station were on John G’s bed in the Quality Inn. Somehow, we managed to navigate without any wrong turns to Union Station where we circled and circled and circled looking for Stacy, who swore she was sitting on a bench right in front.We finally dropped Melissa off so she can search for Stacy. She returned to the car with the same conclusion that John G and I had: Union Station is not a train station. That would explain the lack of train tracks. Stacy was in fact at King Street Station directly across the street. That would be the station where all the trains were sitting. The one with the very big clock tower.

With the four of us at long last finally assembled, it was time to begin the important work of this business trip/offsite: CELEBRATING!

“I have had a lot of great vintages of Dom Perignon, but I do not remember any as impressive as the 1996. Even richer than the brilliant 1990, the 1996 is still tightly wound, but reveals tremendous aromatic intensity, offering hints of bread dough, Wheat Thins, tropical fruits, and roasted hazelnuts. Medium to full-bodied, with crisp acidity buttressing the wines wealth of fruit and intensity, it comes across as extraordinarly zesty, well-delineated, and incredibly long on the palate. Moet-Chandon deserves considerable accolades for this prodigious example of Dom Perignon. Anticipated maturity: now-2020+”
-Wine Advocate

I had been saving a bottle of 1996 Dom Perignon I received from a good friend (and VP at Waggoner Edstrom) as a 40th birthday present for a very special occassion. What could be more special than celebrating the start of a great new PR agency? And so our night of celebration began with a toast (followed by more toasts) to our imminent success.

With a champagne buzz lifting our spirits very high, we headed off to the Dahlia Lounge for dinner. Melissa chose the Dahlia Lounge because it was the site of the first PR activity we conducted in Seattle. Of course, she attended the round-table that she put together. I fell ill and had to miss it. But the Dahlia Lounge has sentimental value, and was the perfect place to continue our celebration, especially since two former colleagues and good friends who now call Seattle their home would join us for dessert and drinks. Ellio and Patrick worked with Melissa and were part of the great iPass team at Hoffman in the glory days. The vibe of success was now all around us!

Dinner was fantastic. The conversation was lively. And it was really good to catch up with Ellie and Patrick (the use of “Ellio” previously is not a typo, but her name really is Ellie). It was also great to be in the company of all my partners, telling war stories, laughing and generally having a great time.

We had to end the night earlier than we would have preferred as we had to be looking sharp for our headshots Friday morning. But that, my friends, will be the subject of another post (at least one).