Corporate art

The hotel was hosting some yearly conference for some big company.  Anne and I had the dubious honor of providing them breakfast, lunch, snacks and beverage service as they sat through their God-awful, boring-ass, ridiculous meetings for the past two days.  We got to watch as they tried to keep their eyes open, most likely wishing they could put them out with ice-picks.  We got to run back into the kitchen, eat leftover cantaloupe, and discuss how grateful we were that we didn't have to sit through such meetings.

Some people looked like they were diligently taking notes.  But when everyone got up and left and we cleared their shit away, this is mostly what we found...