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Traipsing barefoot in a Speedo…

It’s 7:15 am and I am still at the Marriot Hotel Dallas Solana. No one is wearing jeans or shorts, the place is so nice it practically has a dress code – business casual at a minimum.

So I’m sitting here  outside the conference room checking email on my laptop and sipping my Starbucks when I see this dude without any pants on and no shoes walking down the hall. I do a double-take and realize he is wearing a Speedo! With a long shirt and no shoes!

The shirt came down to a point that you could just barely see that he was wearing a Speedo, or maybe they were just boxer briefs – I don’t know. My point is, it is much too early to see white chicken legs at this time of the morning and buddy, take that towel that is in your hand and drape it around your waist next time or throw on some shorts. That would be the proper thing to do.

P.S. Supporting meetings in hotels is fun – for the first 2-3 days, but by day 4 I am starting to get Cabin Fever. I’ve also eaten everything you can imagine and I can feel myself swelling up. I just have no governor on my mouth when it comes to free food!

By Evan Stark

Eddie Renz is an avid fan of Egyptology, Wilbur Smith and bacon. Not a fan of humility but often finds himself humbled when he is around people who understand numbers like the Fibonacci sequence and Pi.

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