WASTED OPPORTUNITY

I attended a conference in Atlanta this past weekend for young adults of my faith. There were a series of workshops, service opportunities, well prepared meals, and of course - the dances.

I've mentioned the dances before - oh, Snake Boy was there. Snakeless this time. I still avoided him.

Fortunately, I was able to meet some normal, fun-loving people as well. These annual conferences provide great ways to network with other individuals in the Atlanta area plus socialize and befriend others. I enjoy small group or one-on-one conversations the best. I learn so much about the other person, their life, family, hobbies, etc. I especially enjoy listening when someone talks about his or her career.

I learned one guy makes signs for a living. You know: company signs, mall kiosk signs, etc. I listened to him talk for a minute about different types of signage he'd worked on. During a pause, I proved the South has had an influence on me and asked, "When the customer comes to pick up their order, do you ever say 'Here's Your Sign'?"

He'd never thought of that.

I'm in the wrong profession. I should be making signs!