A Solar Affair

What on earth am I going to wear to that function next week? According to the invitation, it’s a black tie affair… oh boy, I really don’t have time for that. But I can’t very well cop out of going; Bobby’s sister is one of the key investors in the project. What even was it again? Something to do with an innovative application of industrial photovoltaics.

I’m not 100% sure of what that means, but I gather it’s something do with commercial solar panels. Melbourne is probably a receptive part of the country to be launching this thing in. I think I heard Bobby mention, though, that the company was actually formed in regional Victoria. That said, the market could be more saturated around here – I guess that’s why an unnecessarily glam launch event is called for.

Bobby has been telling me that I’ve got to consult a commercial solar power calculator – apparently, such a tool can tally up what my company building’s roof space is worth as a location for mounting PV panels. I’m not sure I’d have the authority to implement a solar overhaul of the place, but then I guess I do have a bit of influence. The company has been spouting all this ‘green’ rhetoric lately, so maybe I should try my hand at holding them to it.

To that end, perhaps I’ll find out something useful at this gala affair. I must say that Bobby’s sister is generally quite shrewd about her investments, so it’d be surprising if she’d picked a real dud. She’s an international environmental lawyer, too, which seems to lend some weight to the credentials of the project.

The more I think about it, the more I think this could be educational. At the very least, I’ll get some free canapes while learning a thing or two about schmoozing in the solar energy industry. That doesn’t answer the question of what I’m going to wear, though. Perhaps a floor length gown made of reflective foil would do the trick.