A few weeks before my trip for the trade show, a female officer of the company called to speak with me. I was out to lunch, so she left a message with my boss, saying she would call back and she wanted to discuss S. American trade shows and women. I immediately knew what the concern was; that I might be treated like a Booth Babe rather than a knowledgeable member of the team with 14 years experience under my belt. She flatters me too much. I, for one, was not in the least bit worried.
Let's see why, shall we?
Booth Babes (they were really nice.)
Booth Babes (the one on the right was really snooty).
Are we clear?
No problem at all in the booth. Everyone who stopped by treated me with respect and courtesy.