Haha! I well remember the pain of trying to get posters printed. One time I successfully got myself and my poster (in its nice cardboard tube) to Geneva en route to a conference in Interlaken. I went sightseeing in Geneva while waiting for my train, only to leave the poster under the park bench where I’d sat to chat with a friend. I rushed back to the park in a panic. Thankfully some kind soul had picked it up and propped it by the bench, and I made it to the conference in time.
Haha! I well remember the pain of trying to get posters printed. One time I successfully got myself and my poster (in its nice cardboard tube) to Geneva en route to a conference in Interlaken. I went sightseeing in Geneva while waiting for my train, only to leave the poster under the park bench where I’d sat to chat with a friend. I rushed back to the park in a panic. Thankfully some kind soul had picked it up and propped it by the bench, and I made it to the conference in time.
A close shave! Fortunately no-one would ever steal a conference poster — they know that once you pick up a poster, you’re cursed forever!
Nice double twist at the end!
Thanks — and thanks for the re-stack! Readers, take note of this fine civilised behaviour!