SHOT SHOW DAY 3: FINAL SET UP DAY
- So there we were sipping coffee and breaking hearts all over Las Vegas as the sun came up over the Trump Tower. It was an early start to display all the products and placards in the booth. Being the tacticool supreme commander, I was given the responsibility of dressing the mannequin. I called her Lucille, and treated her like a lady.
After putting the final touches on the booth, we headed through the Canal Shoppes to find some lunch. On our way past the Black Tap, we ran into the crazy crew of Enola Gaye, Milsim Media, and Femme Fatale Airsoft. Up to no good no doubt!
If you have never had the opportunity to walk the Canal, you are missing out. Anything from a Chinese statue dedicated to the Year of the Dog to a statue of Bumblebee made entirely of recyled material. That was one giant dog too! He wasn't as big as Clifford, but still intimidating to say the least.
After lunch, we headed back up to our rooms to get changed and go into media mode. We dawned our super hero costumes and utility belts, and headed back down to make magic. Now you should all know that before I tell you what happened next, we had Exhibiting Media badges, which are one of the higher forms of media credentials. On our way back to the Valken booth, a private security guard stops us and asks to see our orange wrist bands. We were a bit caught off guard and unaware, but we willingly followed the guard's instructions and returned to the main media desk upstairs. To our surprise, the point of contact in charge of all media told us that we did not need a wrist band because of the level of our media credentials. Since we were near the Press Room, we decided to check it out. It was like going to your old university library where everyone shushes you at the sound of your eyes blinking.
So after creating some content for social media, we continued on our mission to gather more content. We went late into the night filming in our booth and when finished we ran into the same security guard who questioned us again about wristbands. But this time he sent us to a different media office. When we inquired about wristbands, they didn't give us wristbands, but rather stickers for our badges. What is this madness? Wristbands… stickers… dogs and cats living together… mass hysteria!