Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Five Years On, Part VI

A fun little tidbit few people know.

That summer of 2001, my girlfriend Sam and I had decided that going to business school to get MBA’s would be a smart thing to do. I mean. Cha-cha-ching, right?

Well, the truth is she decided it was a good thing to do and I thought she was the coolest chick in the world so I figured “whatever she thinks must be the right thing to do.” Sometimes I can be very easily swayed by girls I’m afraid. Especially one so smart she intimidated me.

We had talked it over one night in a pub in London while visiting her folks (along with how we’d be together forever, of course) and I thought “yes, getting an MBA is what I want to do!” Then I got back to the states late that August and signed up for a big-ass GMAT class even though I knew the Saturday classes were really gonna cut into my football watching. And I think I didn't really want to do it anyway.

I then of course lost my nerve the day before the first class started and on Friday September 7th decided I didn’t want to do that and went and dropped out. I told myself that instead I would put the effort that would have gone to studying and applying into looking for a cool-ass job. A dream job if you will.

Yes, that was my plan! Life, here I come!

I would start on Monday!

Tuesday morning I shelved that plan. No one on earth was hiring.

But you know, everything happens for a reason. And here I am.


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