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Happy Birthday SLCRO!

Today is a momentous occasion It is the 20th Anniversary of the Holiday Inn Reservation Offices in Salt Lake City. We even had a big party in the break room in honor of the occasion, with a video, and recognition of some of the folks who have been here since the beginning. The SVP and VP of our group even flew in from Atlanta to make the presentations.

I started here almost 13 years ago now. I moved to Salt Lake thinking I was going to be a Librarian, and I just needed a summer job until I began my Master's degree program. Well, let's just say that the Master's never happened, and I ended up staying much longer than I originally expected.

Holiday Inn (now IHG) has given me a lot of opportunities over the years, and sometimes a lot of grief. But it's paid the bills, taught me job skills, helped me make friends and professional connections with people all over the world, given me a career, and taken me places I never thought I would go. I've survived company name changes, reorganizations, multiple bosses, challenging economic situations, and am still here to talk about it.

So here's a shoutout to IHG and SLCRO. Thanks for 13 very interesting years. Here's hoping for many more.

Top 10 favorite IHG memories:

10. The year they put photos of me all over the entire center, to wish me a Happy Birthday.
9. Singing in the company Christmas Choir.
8. Getting to see the Holiday Inn NASCAR car in person.
7. The "Magic" show at the Hale Center Theater.
6. The time I got to meet Beverly Garland and she signed my mousepad.
5. Getting promoted to my current job.
4. Spending our Christmas party volunteering at the Food Bank.
3. Surviving my first reorganization.
2. My first trip to the corporate offices in Atlanta.
1. Winning the trip to Jamaica.

Comments

Jamie said…
Aw, I do miss SLCRO. It drives John crazy that I still talk about IHG like I still work there even though it's been over TWO YEARS since I quit!

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