Twice in the past four weeks I have had the ‘pleasure’ of attending those non-stop booze fest masquerading as real work, type weekends events. Though using the word ‘pleasure’ would probably be putting things nicely since I find constant schmoozing to be as awesome as standing in a room full of clowns. But since the former is a large part of my work and the latter would probably knock me dead, I can say that I do the schmoozing with a smile plastered on my even if it requires deep breathing and maybe some tranquilizers.