Do you work in trade shows?
If you’re not sure, we’ve developed a handy guide to help you determine if you do indeed, work in this wonderful industry.
(We look forward to reading your comebacks in the comments.)
If you can instruct your cabbie on alternate routes to McCormick Place, you might work in trade shows.
If you’re wearing an attendee badge in your Facebook photos, you might work in trade shows.
If you measure distance in 10x10s rather than football fields, you might work in trade shows.
If you have ever bought your child’s birthday present in an airport, you might work in trade shows.
If you have more swag than Justin Bieber, you might work in trade shows.
If you’ve ever given your spouse tchotchkes for your anniversary, you might work in trade shows.
Or if you can’t remember your anniversary, you might also work in trade shows.
If you get your news from Chuck Fazio’s Facebook feed, you’ve attended a Bill Maher taping with Bob Dallmeyer, or you think reading Jeff Hurt’s blog should count toward an MBA, you might work in trade shows.
If your last vacation was Event Camp East Coast, you might work in trade shows.
If you can spot oversized liquids from at least 30 yards away in the back of the TSA security line, you might work in trade shows.
If you attend #ExpoChat more religiously than church, you might work in trade shows.
If you know outboarding has nothing to do with boats and suitcasing has nothing to do with suitcases, you might work in trade shows.
If you dread Philly more for drayage rates than Eagles fans, you might work in trade shows.
And finally, if your friends say “Have fun in San Diego!” and you give them a dirty look. you might work in trade shows.
Special thanks to Jeff Foxworthy for his inspiration.