Here’s a picture of our class. I’m the guy in the bottom right corner flexing. Those are guns. Fun story about this picture. It was taken during the first week when we’re all still meeting each other. We’re told to go stand on the steps and as we’re all standing there the photographer says, “Let’s get the shorter people to the front and the taller people in the back.” Really, we were already all assembled and we were on steps so we could all be seen...so no one moved. “Tony,” the photographer pipes up, “Why don’t you come down to the front here?” All right. No worries. I’m short. I’m game. But then……that was it. I was the move. Everyone else was apparently fine. But me. So as I’m wading through people to go stand with the ladies I couldn’t help but think, “My, this is slightly emasculating.” I got to go stand to next to Jessie, though, who’s way cute, so that was good. Sorry boys, she’s already taken. By the nicest guy ever. And apparently quite a bowler.
Unlike me. I’m a crappy bowler. But I want it known that my team (Yes I’m on a league, shut up) is playing for the championship next week and I won’t be there. I’m missing the last few weeks of the season for a night class. That is dedication. To education. I really would rather say “sacrifice” but dedication rhymes with emasculation and I think I’ll use that as this entry’s title.
So MBA stuff. There is a program called Board Fellows where you can sign up to sit as a non-voting member on the board of local non-profit. Great way to get insights into the whole dynamic of a board room and great way to meet people. I’m on a board and tonight I was at my non-profit's 20th anniversary gala sitting next to one of the owners of Gastronomy. Gastronomy runs a number of local restaurants and employs about 1,000 people. Good guy to get to sit next to and chat up for an evening. One of my buddies on the board also took me around and introduced me to a grundle of people. I suppose this is networking. I wasn’t giving out my card or anything, but it’s nice to meet people. Too bad I never remember names.
The entrée tonight was chicken. That was breaded. I was cautious.
Wish my luck on my Cases in Financial Strategy mid-term tomorrow. Won’t sugar coat it, it’s going to be a beast.
Unlike me. I’m a crappy bowler. But I want it known that my team (Yes I’m on a league, shut up) is playing for the championship next week and I won’t be there. I’m missing the last few weeks of the season for a night class. That is dedication. To education. I really would rather say “sacrifice” but dedication rhymes with emasculation and I think I’ll use that as this entry’s title.
So MBA stuff. There is a program called Board Fellows where you can sign up to sit as a non-voting member on the board of local non-profit. Great way to get insights into the whole dynamic of a board room and great way to meet people. I’m on a board and tonight I was at my non-profit's 20th anniversary gala sitting next to one of the owners of Gastronomy. Gastronomy runs a number of local restaurants and employs about 1,000 people. Good guy to get to sit next to and chat up for an evening. One of my buddies on the board also took me around and introduced me to a grundle of people. I suppose this is networking. I wasn’t giving out my card or anything, but it’s nice to meet people. Too bad I never remember names.
The entrée tonight was chicken. That was breaded. I was cautious.
Wish my luck on my Cases in Financial Strategy mid-term tomorrow. Won’t sugar coat it, it’s going to be a beast.
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