“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!”