Spoils of war…

Or in other words, perks of the job. One of my best friends was recently in London on a conference. Thus, I had the chance to visit, catch up, run some more the company tab and heard of numerous hilarious stories of what is going on when the company sends them to such conferences…Stories ranging from people supposed to turn to meeting but being to drunk to attend to. Ordering and charging at each other’s room hm well… educational programs on tv. Our project meeting at university seem very very tame in comparison. After a two days of meetings all we got was dinner at a greek restaurant –which well with me being greek comes miles behind mom’s cooking…