Trowel Talk: Welcome Back My Friends to the Show that Never Ends
“Keep the circus going inside you, keep it going, don’t take anything too seriously, it’ll all work out in the end.”
– David Niven, Acto
I usually have to get on a plane, rent a car, and book myself into a hotel when I attend these things. But this show was just a short drive from my home in Maryland, so I commuted in. The night before my wife asks, “where ya going, what ya doing…” and I foolishly reply, “I’m going into Baltimore tomorrow to see the Remodeling Show.” Upon which I now must answer a series of questions about what might be displayed at the show. As I tick off the list of products such as windows, kitchen and bathroom accessories, lighting fixtures, roofing materials, and wall treatments, I can actually see the gears turning in my wife’s head. After nearly 25 years of marriage, a husband should have been smarter than this, shouldn’t he? Needless to say, I had company to the show; company armed with questions and a shopping list.
When I made that comment about the pretty girls, you did remember that I said my wife was with me, right? OK, I digress, back to the column…
COME INSIDE, COME INSIDEAs we entered the main showroom, something wasn’t quite right. It took me a few minutes to figure out what it was, or what it wasn’t. “Where are all the people?” I asked myself. Usually there are crowds waiting to get in as the show opens. Most attendees like to get in and get out during the morning hours; this leaves time for exploring the city, or the golf course, later in the day. But we were there at opening bell, and the attendance was obviously lacking and a subject of a lot of conversation throughout the floor. Now in all fairness, this show, as with some others, runs educational workshops concurrently with the show. So there were a lot of attendees busy in the morning with classes on estimating, developing better business plans, and how to manage employees who helped to fill the showroom a little later in the day when their classes turned out. But the attendance was still noticeably off for such a prestigious event.
If the bathroom was well represented, the kitchen may have stolen the show. High end cabinetry, both genuine granite and cultured stone counter-tops, hardware, gourmet appliances, all shining spotless and beautiful; truly a sight to behold. The only thing missing was Emeril Lagasse shouting his trademark cry, “Bam!”