rocking at the hall …Posted: September 3, 2012
The company I worked for in Cleveland was purchased about 5 years ago by a company in Chicago. The CIO realized his days and most of our days were numbered so he allocated $60,000 out of the budget and rented the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for a party to celebrate the Cleveland IT team’s accomplishments. It was a bit of a last farewell.
He threw down the gauntlet, wines and appetizers on each floor a local band playing ( and yes it did hasten his exit.) We toured the hall, how cool was Janis Joplin’s little Porsche and man Motown had alot of sequins.
Well, Jan my wife is a great dancer, and me… ( sometimes I pretend I am trying to escape from being trapped inside a paper bag while blindfolded) but the band is playing and no one is dancing. All the senior executives are there, we chat with them for a bit and then I take her out and we are the only two on the dance floor at the rock hall of fame. We dance the first dance, I avoid stumbling or falling, and the second song the dance floor is packed.
We had to leave shortly afterwards, but we had the first dance.