Our Senior Research Executive Tom Morgan presented a paper at the AQR ‘Qualititative Renaissance’ Conference in Rome last week. Here he tells us about his adventures with weapons-grade coffee, magical sights and what its like presenting to your heroes…
Last week I went to the AQR/QRCA ‘Qualitative Renaissance’ conference in Rome to present my paper as a young market researcher.
The first night of the conference involved a number of introductions, kisses on the cheek and handshakes as everyone got to know each other (probably one of the very few times I have legitimately given someone my card who isn’t my mum or grandma). The party split off into smaller groups for dinner; I had pasta, obviously.
The next day, any remnants of the first night’s dinner and drinks, were seen off with a small cup of coffee that can only be compared to plutonium in its strength – I know it’s a cliché but Italian coffee is SO GOOD! As I sat down at my table, it occurred to me how lucky I was. Not only had I left rainy London for sunny Rome, but I had been given the opportunity to sit at a table and listen to the likes of Rose Campbell, Liz Van Pattern, Wendy Gordon, Luigi Toiati, Ken Parker, Kevin McLean etc.
After much clapping, tweeting, nodding and note-taking, at the end of the first day we decided to walk through the streets of Rome to the ‘Gala’ event that had been arranged for us that evening.
As the majority of us didn’t really know what a ‘Gala’ was, you can safely say we were more than impressed when we walked up a flight of stairs to find that we were to be eating and drinking atop a balcony overlooking Rome as the sun was setting.
The next morning, after some more weapons-grade coffee and a few great presentations, it was time for the ‘Young Apprentice’ section of the conference. The idea was that Me, Sara and Ben all present our short paper, then our assigned mentors (mad props to Liz Van Pattern for being my ‘Simon Cowell’ for the conference) would tell the audience why they should ‘vote’ – presenter that received the loudest collective clap was the winner!
I have to say Sara’s wicked paper about trying overcoming the challenge of memory in research deserved to win – interesting stuff and really well presented. Being able to stand up and talk to so many great research heroes was such a fantastic feeling, having said that, there was a point where my nerves nearly got the better of me.
Every so often I would imagine the plethora of horrendously embarrassing things that could happen while up on stage; my Prezi presentation not working, the mic cutting out and top of them all; the classic broken-belt-trousers-falling-down-in-front-of-everyone scenario. Despite all this, I remember standing down from the platform to a hearty round of applause (second loudest according to some but who’s counting right?) realising that not only had I managed to avoid sounding like Dubya Bush in his speech-making heyday, but that I had actually enjoyed the experience!
At this point I would like to give a shout out to my awesome colleagues for all their support, they never once complained about hearing my presentation a gazillion times without complaining (not to mention the individually signed card from the Razor gang which Chloe gave me half an hour before my presentation). Matt was a great inspiration for the writing of my paper from start to finish too.
Biggest thanks definitely go to Chloe however, who on our arrival into Rome made this amazing transformation from agency co-owner and research director into a combination of trainer, coach and groupie – at one point I actually thought she was going to put on the Eye Of The Tiger and insist I run up some stairs but instead she just sat at the front of the room when I got up on stage and gave me the confidence I needed – nice one Chlo.
The afternoon after my presentation was testament to how much of a lovely bunch us qualitative researchers really are. I couldn’t move a step without someone congratulating me, patting me on the back and generally being nice about my paper. Some even billed our young apprentice session as ‘the best of the conference’ – high praise indeed when so many truly inspirational researchers had spoken before us and after us for that matter.
That evening, Chloe and I flew back from Rome and I could not wipe the smile off my face – all that work had paid off – and I decided while chomping on my slightly soggy British Airways chicken sandwich, sipping on an impossibly small celebratory can of beer, that I may have developed a taste for the bright lights. Now all I need to do is come up with is some groundbreaking theory…
Tom

