Remember when you were young and you looked at things with optimism and hope and fun and excitement. I try so hard to keep that attitude but as I get older and older and older, I look at everything with a little more edge - a little more doubt - a little more hesitation. I am becoming an old fart.
As I attend the National Business Travel Association for what seems like the 100th time, I sat at my desk last month when I thought to my self, it is like I am going to a circus. The Circus is in town in Los Angeles and I wonder what drama - what petty speeches - what claims of grandeur will be spewed from the mouths of those on stage. Today it all starts.
And I think in the end it does no benefit to the industry to which is supports. It is like a government that says a lot but does nothing to demonstrate action. It is like elected politicians that get up and speak to the cameras but say nothing.
I sure hope that changes this year. I hope. But I am getting too old. I just do not believe. As such I hope they sell cotton candy and snow cones and allow me to enjoy the circus for what it is. We will see.