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kevin_standlee) wrote2008-05-25 12:01 am
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Minor Culture Clash
I've not attended many conventions in the Midwest, other than some Worldcons, one Wiscon, and one World Fantasy Con (Minneapolis). So I'm not immersed in the regional conventional traditions, and it came as a bit of a surprise to me to see just how alcohol-focussed the parties that we found here at MARCon seemed to be. It's not that we begrudge anyone their drinks. Lisa and I aren't anti-drinking; we just do not enjoy it ourselves. We actually find it a bit off-putting to have photo ID demanded of us at the door of parties.
(If I were serving alcohol, I would do my ID check at the point of service, not at the door. But if you make the basic assumption that "the only people I want in my party are drinkers," it makes more sense to do the ID check at the door. That does screen Lisa and me out, though.)
Anyway, we did go up to the 11th floor, where we encountered the closing half-hour or so of the Millennicon party, which was more our speed, with relative peace and quiet and interesting conversation. But they were running a nominal 7 PM to 9 PM and we were there after their official closing time, so we weren't able to stay long.
If there were parties promoting other conventions or bids, we couldn't find them. We looked on the party boards on 5 and 6 and downstairs, but didn't see anything.
The Dr Who Columbus party had an interesting way of handling their door-prize drawing. Instead of tickets, when you entered, they gave you a mailing-label sized sticker with their name, logo, and your door prize number on it. We didn't stick around for the the drawing because the party was too crowded for us, but I thought it was a clever idea and may use it if I ever again run a party with door prizes.
Surprised that there weren't as many people around on the party floors as we had been given to believe was usual around here, we headed back downstairs, which is where we found plenty of people in the post-Masquerade socializing, Con Suite, hotel bar, etc. The Con Suite is located in a large ground floor function room and therefore doesn't require queuing for the four elevators, and I can see that this would be attractive.
We had a number of nice fun conversations with various con members about different subjects. We wandered the halls and admired other people's costumes. (We'd long since changed into more comfortable clothes, I'm afraid. Lisa says I should wear my WSFS uniform to sign autographs tomorrow.)
A couple of the places in the food court were still open, even after 11 PM. Lisa got a gyro, but it unfortunately was so drowned in mayonnaise that when she attempted to get rid of the may, it spilled all over the floor. I probably shouldn't have bought a mushroom swiss hamburger, but I liked the one I'd had several hours earlier so much that I got another one.
As we headed up the elevators, we crossed paths with Rebecca Forstadt and her boyfriend yet again. Turns out that if we had walked up to the same convenience store as we did last night -- Lisa says she's too tired to do that -- we probably would have met them at about the same place as the last two times.
I'm afraid we're back in the room before midnight, though. As I mentioned earlier, travel fatigue has been catching up to Lisa, and there just didn't seem to be a whole lot of things in which I was interested tonight. As I grow older, my ability to pick up conversations in loud rooms declines, so I'm not so fond of parties full of loud music as I might once have been. Guess I'm just getting to be an old Phart. Oh, wait a minute, I am one, aren't I? It says so on that Get Out of Worldcon Free Card.
(If I were serving alcohol, I would do my ID check at the point of service, not at the door. But if you make the basic assumption that "the only people I want in my party are drinkers," it makes more sense to do the ID check at the door. That does screen Lisa and me out, though.)
Anyway, we did go up to the 11th floor, where we encountered the closing half-hour or so of the Millennicon party, which was more our speed, with relative peace and quiet and interesting conversation. But they were running a nominal 7 PM to 9 PM and we were there after their official closing time, so we weren't able to stay long.
If there were parties promoting other conventions or bids, we couldn't find them. We looked on the party boards on 5 and 6 and downstairs, but didn't see anything.
The Dr Who Columbus party had an interesting way of handling their door-prize drawing. Instead of tickets, when you entered, they gave you a mailing-label sized sticker with their name, logo, and your door prize number on it. We didn't stick around for the the drawing because the party was too crowded for us, but I thought it was a clever idea and may use it if I ever again run a party with door prizes.
Surprised that there weren't as many people around on the party floors as we had been given to believe was usual around here, we headed back downstairs, which is where we found plenty of people in the post-Masquerade socializing, Con Suite, hotel bar, etc. The Con Suite is located in a large ground floor function room and therefore doesn't require queuing for the four elevators, and I can see that this would be attractive.
We had a number of nice fun conversations with various con members about different subjects. We wandered the halls and admired other people's costumes. (We'd long since changed into more comfortable clothes, I'm afraid. Lisa says I should wear my WSFS uniform to sign autographs tomorrow.)
A couple of the places in the food court were still open, even after 11 PM. Lisa got a gyro, but it unfortunately was so drowned in mayonnaise that when she attempted to get rid of the may, it spilled all over the floor. I probably shouldn't have bought a mushroom swiss hamburger, but I liked the one I'd had several hours earlier so much that I got another one.
As we headed up the elevators, we crossed paths with Rebecca Forstadt and her boyfriend yet again. Turns out that if we had walked up to the same convenience store as we did last night -- Lisa says she's too tired to do that -- we probably would have met them at about the same place as the last two times.
I'm afraid we're back in the room before midnight, though. As I mentioned earlier, travel fatigue has been catching up to Lisa, and there just didn't seem to be a whole lot of things in which I was interested tonight. As I grow older, my ability to pick up conversations in loud rooms declines, so I'm not so fond of parties full of loud music as I might once have been. Guess I'm just getting to be an old Phart. Oh, wait a minute, I am one, aren't I? It says so on that Get Out of Worldcon Free Card.
Alcohol at con parties in the MidWest
Its definitely honoured in Detroit where all the consuites and many of the parties serve alcohol.
I do admit we do not drink as much as we did in the past, thankfully.
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- the point of service is extremely hectic, and adding good ID checking there would slow things down considerably
- usually the assumption is that those who want a drink want several, so checking ID at the door means you only need to do it once (for persons who stay in the room, of course)
The same thing
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I am of the opinion that ID should NOT be required at the door, but at the point of service, drinks should be dispensed on a one drink at a time per person basis, and that parties should be required to see that alcohol does not go wandering out the door of their parties- those last two make it more difficult for a 22 year old to hand off drinkies to an underage person. I also object considerably to ID'ing at the door- not because ID shouldn't be gotten when someone is drinking, but because it prevents anyone underage from being able to attend a con party when alcohol is being served. Goodness knows that alcohol is going to be in con space anyway, so it's not like we're protecting them from being around drinkers. My major problem with it comes from attending Archon a couple years ago. One of the girls in our group was 17 or 18, and I don't believe that there was a single non-drinking party at the con. I don't think it's fair to expect a person to pay for a full adult membership and then deny them access to any aspect of the convention. If you're going to require your parties to ID at the door and refuse admittance to anyone underage for drinking, everyone underage should pay for a child membership, because they're not being granted full access to the convention.
I'm not sure how the carding at the door laws apply to non-commercial parties and have often wondered about that.
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At least two other parties, one actually a club suite, had alcohol available but let everyone in the door only watching, or carding, at the point of service.
As pointed out before, some of the requirement to card either at the door, or near the point of service, comes from the various local laws regarding the serving of alcohol and the liability of making it available to underage persons.
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Then last night, we found out that "closed" parties could have alcohol -- for various values of closed. I didn't really regret not having alcohol in this instance, since we wanted a very open party.
During the evening, I'd duck outside every now and then for a cigarette, and there was a young man (at one point, he declared he was 22) smoking out there who was hitting every alcohol-laden party here.
Over the course of several hours, I saw him out there...getting more and more drunk. Declaiming poetry. Becoming louder, and more intrusive. And I was very, very glad that he wasn't my problem.
Like you, I'm a wuss...and that bothers me not at all...
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One solution used commonly in the South is to have different coloured badges for the under drinking age adults. That means that ID checking gets done at registration. Of course, that doesn't prevent people from swapping badges later on.
I suspect that more fans drink than you actually realise.
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What you wind up with is partly a function of the way the entire convention is marketed and programmed -- which affects the nature of the attending population and the night time party environment.
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