When It Rains, It Pours

Jim Luff
Posted on October 5, 2011
A bad slice of limo life: September was a month of bashing and bruising.
As you know from my blog last week, our company was involved in a horrific bus accident with injuries to our passengers. That was just one of the many things that happened to me in the month.
As Labor Day weekend ended, I received an email on Monday night from a longtime assistant informing me she was leaving the company effective immediately. This was a major blow as I was going into a week of chaos as I organized an annual event.
On Sept. 10, a charity that I serve as president of hosted our 12th annual event called Village Fest. It is a combination music, food, beer and wine festival. The event was attended by more than 7,000 people who were greeted with a major thunder and lightning storm. It threatened the safety of our guests and our bands that would not go on stage until the storm passed. Putting an event on for this many people is a feat in itself, and to have Mother Nature try to tear it down was hard on my stomach and nerves.
Immediately following my festival, I caught some type of virus that knocked me completely out of commission for three days. I was so weak I could not even make it out of bed. This only served to make me fall behind in my work.
On Sept. 22, we had the bus crash. That’s an upcoming feature in the magazine so I will save all the details for that.
On Sept. 25, we engaged in serving a convention that lasted for three days and caused my staff and I to work 14-hour days. We had been planning for this event since April. It involved service from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m. each day, and we literally ran some parts of it on the fly simply moving cars around the city and staging them at various places such as the airport, the Marriott Hotel, and corporate offices. As soon as one of the cars would load a passenger at the Marriott, we would send another vehicle there and just repeated this process with the hope that if anyone from the convention group came outside looking for a vehicle, one would be there. That is a hair-raising experience even for a pro like me. Fortunately, event organizers said the service was flawless.
On Sept. 30, I received my last and final blow of the month as my other long-time assistant, Treanna Maddox, submitted her resignation citing the need to spend more time with her young kids. Treanna has been my personal assistant for three years. She is involved in planning family events for us, working in the limo business, being involved with four different charities and their corresponding events, and my writing assignments for LCT Magazine. This was the ultimate blow for a month of my life that I would just as soon forget ever happened. What is next?
   Jim Luff, LCT contributing editor

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