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Originally Posted by pennsiveguy
My N'awlins ritual is that the first thing I eat when I get there is an oyster Po-Boy. What can I say...I'm a creature of habit.
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Best New Orleans story is being in town for a global medical meeting about 7 or 8 years ago. We have a big announcement and presentation on new data so all of the brass and board members are there. Unfortunately, we're in New Orleans and the medical guy giving he presentation is an Englishman. Lol!!
We have drinks, dinner and make our way down Bourbon Street hitting bars, listening to music, etc. We turn around, grab some cigars, pick up a few more people and the cadre is now about 30 people including board members a few doctors and The Englishman. The next thing we know it's 3AM and the press conference is at 5:30 AM. Most people are 3 sheets to the wind.
The more clear heads get together and make the command decision to either stay up. We know that if we lose anyone that is critical to the PC we won't see them again for 24 hours at minimum. We start getting coffee into The Englishman and walking him around a bit to get the blood flowing. At 5:15 we get back to the hotel, have more coffee and get ready with The Englishman still pretty wobbly. Two minutes to the release and he rallies, straightens his tie, buttons his jacket and walks up to the dais. He gives a PERFECT 20 minute presentation on all of the data, answers questions and manages the room masterfully. When done, he walks off the stage, down the stairs, and collapses into our group, waiting for him at floor level.
Always leave it to a drunk Englishman to deliver in the clutch when it's on the line.
