Swag etc.
Conference exhibit halls are dangerous places. Designed that way.
I’ve been looking for a good vest—replacement for one I’ve had since high school that is just plain worn out—for years.
So I’m supposed to resist a book vest? Not gonna happen.
I also got myself a little something-something for the day I graduate, figuring that by then I’ll have earned it.
And just so y’all don’t think I’m a total slacker, I also picked up another furniture contact for the library-redesign project, and dropped off a résumé with an organization that I’ll nickname Gont. Chances are good I’ll at least get them to interview me.