Gotta hurry here, fiends, before they shut me down.
One more meeting and I’m out. Just had to tell you, though. The best thing about this convention is not the good music or the nice people I met or the tres exciting subject matter we discussed. The best part about the convention is Hyatt’s Web Checkout.
I guess it’s been a long enough time since I’ve stayed at a classy enough downtown convention hotel that I did not know this fantastic option existed. Know what I hate more than standing in line at the front desk on a Saturday at noon, with all my garbage next to me, moving at a snail’s pace to check out at the same time 2,000 other people had the same idea? Um…not much I can think of.
So when I awoke to an email this morning informing me that I didn’t need to bother with standing in line, I was delighted. Good thing the Thriller valet parked last night; now all we have to do is call for the Finkmobile, schlep everything downstairs, and tralala. On the road again.
What will they think of next…
Fink (almost) out