What makes Milwaukee famous – the power of persuasion
When B and I finally drove into Milwaukee, I had downed a liter of green tea and I told B that if he didn’t stop the car to let me find a bathroom, there would be blood on my hands – we finally found our destination and while he was putting money in the meter, I scooted ahead, ran into the lobby, and at security while trying to get to the restroom noticed one of my reporters standing there (surprise). I was brief in my hellos as I had a mission – later she sent me this email:
I was impressed by how fast you talked the guards into it. I have seen them refuse to allow people into the building before–even when they had pressing needs. You were very persuasive!