After four years of college, you score a gig managing events for a rather secretive company who you later realize is run by the mob. Your first event, the police officers' charity ball, doesn't go so well and you wake up with a horse head in your bed.
You manage events for a series of tiny companies in Nothing Happens, Idaho. Your big excitement is crossing off days until the janitor at The Spud Factory retires so you can plan a party, but he's only 27 years old.
You manage events for a solid group of firms in a vibrant city. You have organized an annual charity auction for each which people now look forward to and ask to be on the guest list.
One of the corporations you manage events for has gone global, and so has your career. You now supervise a team of event managers, and actually get to attend the events they plan.
You manage events for the largest and most glamorous corporations around. Your social calendar is just as full as your event calendar, and you barely have time to spend the salary you make.