At this point the only things that were on my mind were 1.) the strange conversation I had just had on the airplane and 2.) the fact that I needed my Mormon coffee…aka Dr Pepper. Really Dr Pepper cures anything, including disturbing encounters with strange people.
Unfortunately, it was at this moment that I also remembered that Yankees aren’t typically as fond to Dr Pepper as I am (as I would soon enough discover at the Wolfgang Puck later that same evening).
General Motors put several bloggers up at the Marriott in Downtown Detroit, a beautifully designed hotel connected to General Motors’ headquarters. We met Connie Burke (my long lost partner in crime!) and Christopher Barger. Christopher is the Director of Global Social Media for GM (actually I just looked this up because I couldn’t remember what he did at GM besides rock the joke machine). At first, we all of thought Chris was something godlike, being director and all, hence why everyone thought they’d pile into the same elevator with him. (Chris is in the top photo, lower right hand corner.)
Then we realized he was normal. If only the same could be said about me.
Oh yah, Chris dared me post this photo of Andie (note: Andie is probably never going to talk to me again):
Let’s face it. Chris is a trouble-maker.
Back to the Dr Pepper.
I have to give Connie and Chris a break because when I checked into the Marriott look what was waiting for me:
GM thought of me. Bless my heart.
This is my hotel room and honestly the best one I’ve ever stayed in. I was pretty dang sure I didn’t want to leave this room two days later. I was even more amazed that the reason I didn’t want to leave had nothing to do with my rowdy kids, but rather with the soft mattress and warm blanket that I immediately spilled a Dr Pepper on.
This is the view from my room. I think Detroit has a lot of potential and is beautiful in so many ways (considering I left Texas thinking Detroit looked like a war zone) and wished I could have had an extra day to tour the city. Instead, I had a full schedule to adhere to for the North American International Auto Show.
This isn’t Detroit, but Canada:
The Dr Pepper at the Marriott wasn’t the only Dr Pepper I’d be treated to those three days I was in Detroit. Nope. There may not have been Dr Pepper at the Wolfgang Puck, but there it was in coolers:
Brought to breakfast in my pocket the next morning.
Swiped from Chris at the Mark Reuss and Susan Docherty roundtables. (Reuss and Docherty are GM Executives. I’m jealous of Docherty’s hair.)
At another fancy restaurant with OnStar (there’s another good story).
Suffice to say there was so much Dr Pepper that I ended up giving one of the waitresses at the hotel four bottles of it after much begging since I couldn’t take it back on the airplane with me.
The rest is history from there.
As a side note, I’d like to mention that Chris gave me and the other bloggers a letter when we arrived at the Marriott. I thought I’d scan it and post it here to my blog for y’all to read. I am only mentioning it because I found it commendable that he told me (and the other bloggers/writers) that we were not obligated to write anything about our experiences in Detroit, but that if we chose to write anything we should disclose in accordance with FCC FTC (thanks for the correction, I’m really bad at this stuff) guidelines that General Motors did pay for our trip.
After my last four posts, I am sure General Motors is wishing they’d asked me to not write anything. Actually, I’m pretty much sure they’re in agreement that they got more than they bargained for. So much more.
They can thank me later. I’m thinking with a trip to South by Southwest in Austin this year.
PS: I have no idea if Christopher Barger likes to be called Christopher or Chris. He seems more like a Chris to me. I think I’ll just call him CB for now, except every time I say that I think radio. And Connie Burke.