Moving through the convention center, he carried with him the smell of the beach air outside. He had just come back inside after escaping the noise of the exhibition hall to take a phone call and have a smoke. He was almost remiss to leave the view of the waves crashing against white sands across the street. But he had business to attend to. And his sister was expecting him.
He shrugged back into his navy blue suit jacket having only taken it off in the oppressive Florida heat. He buttoned himself back in, pulled down the sleeves, and straightened his tie. He patted down his suit pockets but couldn't find the map of exhibitors he thought he'd tucked away.
He glanced out the window and saw a pamphlet laying on the sidewalk where he'd been smoking. It was being swept away in the wind. Must have fell out of his pocket.
"Fuck."
In theory he could have walked to the information booth and requested a new map of the exhibitors but he was too used to having things just handed to him without requesting them. Where was his assistant when he needed her?
Besides, it wouldn't hurt to take the time to see this year's displays. He was in the market for some new equipment anyway. He checked his watch and began weaving through the rows of displays. Idly, he evaluated the products and made mental notes for what he'd return to follow-up on.
It was during his wanderings that he spotted her.
Not his sister.
But a more interesting specimen.
A tiny little thing standing with neck craned as she looked up at the floor display of the latest Atlas Crawler drilling rig. A bunny with one ear at attention and the other half flopped as she stared at the mining rig. While the floor display was not to full size -- the exhibition hall certainly wasn't large enough for that -- Atlas Crawler had a knack for bringing the most excessive displays. And apparently, they had cute salesgirls to give the pitches now too.
Couldn't hurt to hear the pitch from a cute rabbit.
"This the new patent? That hydrostatic, closed loop system with the hydraulic cylinders?" He asked, moving up next to her. As they stood side-by-side gazing up at the rig, her forehead was about the level of his shoulder.
He combed his fingers through his recently cut hair styled back in a slick corporate swoop. "You gotta tell your guys while the new patent looks promising, I don't appreciate having to buy the Atlas Crawler to mount it. I don't want to upgrade my entire crawler fleet just for the topmount."
"And, Apple wants their business model back." He smirked at his own company comparison which was a common critique in the industry. When he smirked, his lips pulled back just enough to reveal a row of pointed teeth with elongated canines. The expression was gone in a flash, teeth neatly hidden behind his lips again.
He spoke to her with industry insider terminology assuming she was the sales girl. In fact, she was clutching some kind of leather folio to her chest. Maybe that's where she kept the brochures. He glanced at the folio expecting that she would hand him a brochure.
He shrugged back into his navy blue suit jacket having only taken it off in the oppressive Florida heat. He buttoned himself back in, pulled down the sleeves, and straightened his tie. He patted down his suit pockets but couldn't find the map of exhibitors he thought he'd tucked away.
He glanced out the window and saw a pamphlet laying on the sidewalk where he'd been smoking. It was being swept away in the wind. Must have fell out of his pocket.
"Fuck."
In theory he could have walked to the information booth and requested a new map of the exhibitors but he was too used to having things just handed to him without requesting them. Where was his assistant when he needed her?
Besides, it wouldn't hurt to take the time to see this year's displays. He was in the market for some new equipment anyway. He checked his watch and began weaving through the rows of displays. Idly, he evaluated the products and made mental notes for what he'd return to follow-up on.
It was during his wanderings that he spotted her.
Not his sister.
But a more interesting specimen.
A tiny little thing standing with neck craned as she looked up at the floor display of the latest Atlas Crawler drilling rig. A bunny with one ear at attention and the other half flopped as she stared at the mining rig. While the floor display was not to full size -- the exhibition hall certainly wasn't large enough for that -- Atlas Crawler had a knack for bringing the most excessive displays. And apparently, they had cute salesgirls to give the pitches now too.
Couldn't hurt to hear the pitch from a cute rabbit.
"This the new patent? That hydrostatic, closed loop system with the hydraulic cylinders?" He asked, moving up next to her. As they stood side-by-side gazing up at the rig, her forehead was about the level of his shoulder.
He combed his fingers through his recently cut hair styled back in a slick corporate swoop. "You gotta tell your guys while the new patent looks promising, I don't appreciate having to buy the Atlas Crawler to mount it. I don't want to upgrade my entire crawler fleet just for the topmount."
"And, Apple wants their business model back." He smirked at his own company comparison which was a common critique in the industry. When he smirked, his lips pulled back just enough to reveal a row of pointed teeth with elongated canines. The expression was gone in a flash, teeth neatly hidden behind his lips again.
He spoke to her with industry insider terminology assuming she was the sales girl. In fact, she was clutching some kind of leather folio to her chest. Maybe that's where she kept the brochures. He glanced at the folio expecting that she would hand him a brochure.
Bitch, I'm limited edition.
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