No Parking … on the Dance Floor, That Is
By Michelle W. Jones, CMP
In 1984, for my 17th birthday, I got a new stereo—with a cassette player—for my car. Up until that point, my 1973 Volkswagen Beetle (aka the Mishmobile) boasted a boom box on the front seat. (And “air conditioning” was really just the vent windows pointed inward, so as to the get the strongest breeze into the car. But I digress.)
The first cassette tape I bought—with much excitement—was Midnight Star’s No Parking on the Dance Floor. Who knew that nearly 32 years later, I’d be working for the International Parking Institute?!
In my position at IPI, I work on the team that puts together a little annual event—you may have heard of it—the IPI Conference & Expo! In fact, I’m in New Orleans now to make sure everything is ready for your arrival this weekend.
I am very excited about the Opening Welcome Event: Mardi Gras Madness. I won’t spoil the surprises we have in store for you on Sunday night, but I can tell you there WILL be a dance floor. So make sure you don’t get a ticket!
No parking, baby
No parking on the dance floor!
Michelle W. Jones, CMP, is IPI’s director of convention and meeting services.