“Let’s all join hands and give a yell for dear old UVA”

I went to the UVA Duke game this afternoon with the UVA Club of the Triangle. And what a great game it was. We ran up a higher score in fifteen minutes than we have in any other game this year so far.

There was something odd about watching the game this afternoon. It wasn’t because it was my first time watching Virginia play in person in almost three years. It had something to do with the atmosphere at Duke’s Wade Wallace Stadium. The entire event felt more like a high school football game than a game at a major university.

At the end it was Virginia 37, Duke 0.

People in every direction

Greetings from the National Black MBA Association job fair in Atlanta. Earlier today me and a classmate flew down here from RDU, took a thirty minute ride on the Marta to the Georgia World Congress Center, and spent the next six hours hoping from booth to booth, isle to isle, talking to different companies about job prospects, and networked with folks from MBA schools around the country.

As I methodically worked the isles, with my portfolio and package of printed resumes, I once again began to notice just what a difference one year makes. If I had attended this a year ago, I would have stopped at every booth and tried to talk to every recruiter possible. Today I mostly concentrated my efforts on companies in industries that I have worked in such as telecommunications services and equipment providers, internet services and software companies. There were three companies that I was especially interested in and if all I did was talk to these three companies, it would have made the trip worthwhile.

The first is the world’s largest software company and a company that recruits at Kenan-Flagler. It had a very noticeable presence at the fair. I got on line and waited for about five minutes and gave the recruiter my well rehearsed schtick. I then mentioned that I had already dropped my resume last week and was waiting to hear as to whether I have made the closed interview list. I then asked if there was anything I could do at the fair to secure an interview via a different route. He then told me that there was nothing I could do (which was contrary to what I was told by a Kenan-Flagler alum who showed up at the presentation last week) and the resume that I had just handed him was going to be given to the same recruiter who is responsible for recruiting from Kenan-Flagler. I walked away feeling a bit disappointed, that was until I turned the corner and saw the second company.

I did not know that the second company was going to be at the job fair. It does not recruit at Kenan-Flagler. It is one of the (if not the) biggest player in the field I am trying to get into. I was telling a classmate yesterday that if this company were to come to Kenan-Flagler for a presentation, it would have received three times the number of people who showed up for the world’s largest software company two weeks ago. Surprisingly this company does not have as commanding of a presence at the fair as the world’s largest software company. Perhaps this is consistent with its “keep everything simple” approach. I spoke to someone at the booth and the conversation did not proceed as smoothly as I had hoped. At the point when I told him why I wanted to work at his company, I felt he was laughing at me. He then looked at my resume, pulled out a booklet, flipped to a certain page, and circled two positions that he felt I would qualify for. He wrote his name and email address on the booklet and told me to look over the job descriptions before emailing him on how to our next step. He announced that he was writing down a plus sign on the resume to increase the odds that someone would give me a call.

The third company is an online retailer. I spoke to a recruiter who said I would be perfect for a particular position and referred me to another representative from that company who actually currently works in that position. He asked me about some of the methods I used during my internship to find out information about the company’s competitors to write the competitive analysis report that I handed in. Turns out this man’s is a new hire into that company. He was actually hired away from the world’s largest software company where all he did was write competitive analysis reports. His last question was for me to tell him what I knew about the company and after giving him my stellar answer, he smiled and said he is often surprised at how little research some students have done prior to walking up to the booth. He told me I might be expecting a phone call.

As the day went on the bag I was carrying got heavier and heavier. Companies were giving away stuff left and right. One top tier investment banking firm gave away a square shaped digital clock that displays temperature, calendar, or time of day, depending on which side of the square is facing up. Three car companies were present and each brought along display vehicles. There were also booths representing business schools such as Wharton, Darden, Kenan-Flagler, the University of Maryland, to name a few. I spotted the directors of admissions from Kenan-Flagler and Darden at their respective tables.

Later on today I am hanging out with the boyfriend of a Kenan-Flagler student whom I met during the summer. He works in Atlanta. I also plan to show my face at a Kenan-Flagler alumni reception at the CNN Center before returning to the airport to catch the last flight back to RDU. I am personally hoping that I will get bumped from that flight so that the airline will pay for me to stay the night and give me a free voucher I can use to come back to Atlanta again in the future. I even packed a change of clothes and my toiletries just in case.

Outsmarted

One of the more useful soft skills you learn in an MBA program is the ability to keep a straight face and calmly react to whatever unusual circumstance unfolds in front of you.  I needed this skill pretty desperately earlier tonight at a company presentation.

 

Two recruiters came down today from a telecom equipment manufacturer to talk to us about summer and full time opportunities available in its New Jersey office. During the presentation, I was trying to come up with an intelligent, witty, and memorable question to differentiate myself from the roomful of students who were present. I noticed that one of the presenters was wearing a Carolina blue (Carolina blue is a term we use when describing the light shade of blue that is the school’s color) tie. I had planned to ask a question about how that company was facing the latest challenge from the world’s largest software company, which plans to roll out telephones combined with its internet messaging service. I had scripted my question, I was going to begin by saying “Hi (name of recruiter), first of all, I want to thank you for wearing that color on your tie” pause to gauge the reaction, and then proceed with my question. I was going to come across as so smart, or so I thought.

 

When the presentation ended and it was time for questions, I decided to do something I don’t normally do. I decided to hold off my query and reconsider. I hesitated because I didn’t want to come across as too eager in trying to impress the recruiter, even though the implied purposes of these events is to do just that. The recruiter proceeded to field the first question from a first year student sitting in the center of the room.

 

The student opened his mouth and said “Hi (name of recruiter), first of all, I want to thank you for …” I thought “oh this smart aleck is going to point out the Carolina blue tie and steal my thunder.” But boy was I wrong. The student pointed at my direction, proceeded to say “thank you for inviting the actor who appeared on the video to this presentation tonight,” as every eye in my field of vision stared right at me. Some people in the room immediately realized that he was pointing out that I looked like the main character in one of the videos, which was about a bald guy in sunglasses conducting his business using the company’s VOIP telephone.

 

A couple of people got the joke and laughed, some didn’t. This all unfolded so fast that I didn’t know what to do. I jokingly turned around as though I didn’t know who he was pointing at and when faced the front of the room the eyes were still me. As the awkwardness continued to mount, I decided to say something, “ah yea, hopefully this will help me get on the closed list for the interview.” It wasn’t until after I said those words that I realized just how unfunny that was. I looked at the recruiter and his Carolina blue tie and said “by the way (name of recruiter), thanks for wearing that color on your tie today.” He then picked up from there and talked about his tie.

 

I don’t remember what this student’s question was, or whether he even got around to asking it. Later on during the question and answer session I decided to not ask the question for I had received enough attention for one night and wrote the words “kill (name of student)” on my notepad, right between “send resume” and “thank you emails.”

Hmmm hmmm good

At the job fair yesterday at the Carolina Club, I spoke to recruiters from seven out of the fifty-one companies that were represented (20% more companies came to the fair compared to last year). Out of those seven, I got a warm lead from about four of them.

 

One of the things that I have noticed about this year’s job search is that, compared to last year’s, I have gotten a lot better at identifying which companies and positions I have a realistic chance at getting an interview at. And this has saved me a lot of time and legwork in the process. The companies that I approached yesterday were mostly technology or technology-related companies. One company that I spoke to however was not technology related at all. I approached the table because I saw that the recruiter was giving away chocolate candy bars (almost every table was giving away either company branded stationery or products made by the company) and I wanted to shoot the breeze with him a bit before helping myself to some confection. The conversation turned to my work experience and after having seen my resume, he asked me some questions about what I did during the summer. He then said he was going to pass my resume along to the marketing department and I might be invited to visit the company for an interview. After shaking hands with him, I walked away with chocolate and a can of soup.

 

You can say I got much more out of that conversation than I had expected.

Start of another week

This is shaping up to be an interesting week. There are no classes tomorrow because of a Kenan-Flagler career fair that will be taking place at the Sheraton and no classes on Thursday so that students can have time to tend to our job searches. I will be using that extra time off to attend a national MBA job fair out of town on Friday.

 

I woke up early this morning and attended the 8am fixed income class instead of the 11am class. This will also allow me to attend the earlier mergers & acquisitions class and be done with classes by 11. This works out well because the building custodian sent out an email this morning informing us that the air conditioning in one half of McColl is not working. One thing that has always bothered me about the early fixed income class is that sometimes when the professor is explaining something to the 11am class, he would pause and say “hmm .. I hadn’t thought of this at the 8am but another way to look at convexity is ….. blah blah blah.” Kind of makes me wonder if the 8am is really a practice run for the 11 am class.

The ethics of MBA students

I wrote something yesterday about how to objectively look at the rankings of business programs and mentioned in passing my opinion that a student’s ethical behavior is something that will not be influenced by his two years in an MBA program. An article I came across today helps illustrate my point.

 

“MBA students were more likely to cheat than students in other faculties, he (Donald McCabe, lead researcher and business strategy professor at Rutgers University) said, because MBA students were focused on "getting the job done versus how they got it done. They will suggest in the business world the emphasis is on getting the job done at any cost."

 

I have my own explanation as to why this is. MBA students are just more self interested than those in other programs. In almost every MBA program students are required to take an ethics class. I took one during my first year. In the class we discussed cases such as how to allocate a scarce, life saving, resource among tons of people who are dying from a disease. My problem with the class is that very rarely did we discuss anything that a typical MBA student will actually encounter during the tenure of his career. A good example is … let’s say your business school buddy who now works on Wall Street gives you some inside information about a merger that will very likely take place … what do you do with the information? Would you use it to make money via inside trading? And if you were to go ahead and do it, who gets hurt in this situation?

 

Judging from another article that I read a month ago, it looks like a lot of folks with MBA’s have been choosing to go ahead and use the inside information to benefit themselves. Once again self interest trumps ethics.

A little bit of objectivity, please

You know something big has happened when the dean sends out a mass email 10pm at night. On Tuesday night he alerted us to the latest rankings from the WSJ, published in the newspaper’s Wednesday edition. It ranked Kenan-Flagler at number 8 among all MBA programs in the country, up from number 9 last year.

 

Last week I was at the House Undergraduate Library when I came across a copy of the Wall Street Journal Guide to the Top Business Schools (not sure what edition it was). This book bears no mention of the WSJ rankings and looking through it, it’s hard to believe both the book and the WSJ rankings were published by the same company. The book’s write up of Kenan-Flagler was favorable, but not any more favorable than what it has written about other schools. Each school has a write up with a paragraph toward the end describing what recruiters like and dislike about the program. For many of the schools that I looked up, including Kenan-Flagler, the list of positives include soft skills like ability to work in teams, ethical behavior, likeability. The problem with this is that these are not the skills one would take two years off from work to learn in an MBA program. Most of these soft skills (a good example is ethical behavior) are things that either you have or don’t have, and spending two years in any MBA program will do very little to change it. The write up on Fuqua, on the other hand, was excellent. It listed the ability to think strategically and good analytical skills as traits recruiters see in Fuqua students. And these are skills one would most like to get from earning an MBA.

 

The WSJ rankings is a good example of how rankings are important only for the people who wish to assign importance onto them. Because this set of rankings places our school most favorably, it is the one most mentioned by Kenan-Flagler students. I personally am suspicious of it because of its continued practice of placing Harvard and Stanford in the mid teens. I have heard classmates say that the WSJ rankings are the more reliable set of rankings because it surveys attitudes among recruiters. To which my response is, if recruiters think more highly of Kenan-Flagler students than those from Harvard and Stanford, then why is the average starting salary at Harvard and Stanford so much higher than that at Kenan-Flagler. (insert mischievous laugh)

Most important assignment yet

So here I am still at the House Undergraduate Library. Two minutes ago the very nice lady came by to throw out the trash and when she saw me standing, asked if I was stretching my legs. I then explained to her that I am not here because I have a homework assignment but because I have a cover letter due later today that I am writing.

 

In some ways, this cover letter is the most important deliverable I will hand in this Mod. It will determine whether I will receive one of five closed spots on the interview schedule of company I most want to work for. A closed spot is a time slot reserved for an applicant deemed worthy by the company’s recruiters. Anyone who is unable to secure a closed spot may still interview with the company by bidding his bid points (I believe everyone gets 750 bid points per school year) for one of the four other spots, called open spots. And judging from the number of people who showed up last Wednesday when the world's largest software company came to campus for a presentation and a reception, these folks will have to allocate a lot of points (maybe even all of it) to get these open spots.

18 year old finishes UVA in one year

So here I am sitting at the House Undergraduate Library complaining about having two assignments due tomorrow and having to write one kick butt cover letter for the world’s biggest software company. Meanwhile an 18 year old is starting grad school at UVA after having graduated from there in one year with a double major in math and physics.

 

“His college education, almost entirely covered by a patchwork of scholarships, cost him about $200. And he sold back textbooks for more than that. Now he's starting graduate study at U-Va. with a research grant.

 

So at this point, he's technically running a profit.”  

I am going to go look him up on Facebook.

Fixed Income gets ugly

Sometime between a week ago today when I handed in my last assignment for fixed income and today when I found myself completely lost (only in a secular sense) in the middle of class, the knives came out in my fixed income class. At first I thought the class was going to be mostly about discounted cash flows and the material was going to be hard but doable. But now I find myself staring at page after page of equations about duration and convexity and hoping that everyone else is just as lost as I am. The good news is that on Wednesday we start a new topic on swaps and I am hoping that topic does not build upon what we did in the past three sessions.

When we fill out our end of Mod evaluation I am going to suggest that the class be renamed complex deal.

The truth is stranger than fiction

I remember about four or five years ago we had a seminar during lunch at AOL on purchasing a home. There was an attorney present who talked about the importance of purchasing title insurance because she said the one thing she learned from law school and from her law practice is that the truth is stranger than fiction. I have just found an excellent example.

 

This has got to be either the most unusual request ever made to a clerk at a convenience store or the most creative way to pass a urine test. I will spare you the trouble of reading this article by summarizing the case (in business school everything is called a case) for you here:

 

1. A man and woman (not sure if they are married or not) cooked up (no pun intended) a plan to help the man pass a drug test. Plan involved filling urine (I assume from the woman) into a fake penis.
2. Man and woman wrap the urine filled fake penis in napkin, walk into convenience store and ask the clerk to heat it up in the microwave (presumably to warm up the urine prior to delivery).
3. Clerk puts urine filled fake penis and calls police (not sure of the exact chronology but since the microwave has to be replaced I assume the urine filled fake penis was placed into the microwave).
4. Woman pleads guilty to disorderly conduct (not sure if I agree that this is the correct legal penalty) and man agrees to replace microwave in return for charges being dropped.

Buy Warren Buffett’s car

Looks like the Sage of Omaha is auctioning off his car for charity. When I was in Omaha in November with the MBA Finance Club to meet Warren Buffett, right after the talk in his office, we drove over to his favorite steakhouse. While boarding the bus, he pulled his 2001 Signature Series Lincoln Town Car behind the two buses (ours and the one belong to the students from the University of Texas at Austin McCombs MBA program) and asked two students from each school (he was specific in asking for one man and one woman) to ride over with him.

I am surprised the five year old car has only 14,000 miles on it. I am guessing old Warren doesn’t have much use for his car other than driving between his home, office, and the airport where he parks his private jet, and chauffeuring a couple of MBA students once in a while.

Another week into the history books

It’s hard to believe that my second year began a month ago today. So far, this has been the quickest mod yet. Almost every Tuesday I remind myself that I am halfway through the week (I have no Friday classes so my week ends on Thursday) and I can very easily visualize the Wednesday and Thursday flying by.

 

We had an interesting discussion in consumer relations management class today. It was about how to predict a customer’s likelihood to make a purchase. The reading assignment we used was a paper our professor wrote in 2003 comparing how a United States Senator’s level of political conservatism (as registered by the American Conservative Union) served as a predictor on how he would have voted on the President’s impeachment in 1998. It’s just too bad I fell asleep after watching Dateline last night and didn’t do the reading because if I had I would have gotten much more out of the discussion. But it’s been a while since I have had ten hours of sleep and I miss being able to sit through an entire day of classes without drooping off.

Another reason to skip graduation

From this morning’s Daily Tar Heel:

 

 “Madeleine Albright, the first female secretary of state, will deliver the spring Commencement address, officials announced Wednesday.” 

 

This is what I write when I am too busy to write a real post.

Checking off the box in complex deal

We got back our complex deal exams in our lockers on Monday. I did pretty much what I expected to get. The scores ranged from a 24% to a 95% with a mean of 70%. One quarter of the class got an 80% or higher. I scored about one half a standard deviation below the mean. So it looks like we are on our way we are on our way to a P (pass).

 

The very interesting thing about the exam was not so much how I did on it but what I didn’t do. The three page exam was topped off with a cover page where we had to fill out information pertinent to the grading and the administration of the exam. There was a box to put down our name, section, locker and social security numbers, mother’s maiden name, political party affiliation, and name of church where we can be reached on a Sunday morning. Then there was a section where we had to sign our name verifying that the work was our own and we had plagiarized. I don’t have the exam in front of me so I can’t be specific but there was something about the verbiage (I believe it was written in past tense) that indicated that in order to be consistent with the spirit of what I was signing, I was not to sign the pledge until the very end of the exam. As you have probably guessed by now, after an hour and twenty five minutes of looking at balance sheets and income statements, I was so mentally out of shape that I handed in my paper without having signed the non-plagiarism clause. Surprisingly, the exam still got graded without my signature.

 

This reminded me of something that happened when I was in high school. We had to take a statewide exam and it had a similar pledge that had to be signed in order for it to be graded. At the beginning of the exam, the proctor went around the room making sure that everyone signed it before the exam’s commencement. When he got to my seat, I decided to become a smart aleck and pointed out that the exact wording was “I declare, at the conclusion of the exam, I had neither blah blah blah” His response was “just sign it.”

 

The response is quite revealing because if you think about it, there is no way you can declare that you have not cheated on an exam until you have finished taking it. His “just sign it” attitude indicates that he is not interested in the students making a credible pledge that they have not plagiarized. To him the pledge was nothing more than a box to be checked off so that a goal (grading the exam) could be achieved. I see a striking parallel between this man’s attitude and that of many Christians in America today in regards to their faith. We live in a country where an overwhelming majority claims to be of the Christian faith yet a majority of this majority considers their faith to be no more than a box to be checked off to fulfill a goal. That goal depends on the person. In some cases it is to fit in within a particular community (parents, in laws, circle of friends), to be considered a good person, etc. But many of the people that folks like me politely call “cultural Christians” hold no more of a belief in Christianity than that high school teacher has in the sanctity of the honor pledge.

 

I’d love to keep talking about this. I actually intended to write one more paragraph on how this mentality is linked to many of the accounting scandals we’ve covered in the accounting classes. But it is 1:30am and I have to do some research so that I can sound semi-intelligent tomorrow when representatives from the world’s largest software company come to Kenan-Flagler.  

Tags: MBA Experience, Faith, Job search

Reliving our darkest hour (Part 2)

"One day, we will think back on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001, and remember in crystal detail what we were doing when the first plane crashed into the north tower at 8:45 a.m.”                                                                                               The New York Daily News

 

I will never forget what I was doing on September 11, 2001. Not only the moment I learned that our nation was under attack, but also the moment I realized that it had been changed both physically and psychologically forever. When I arrived at work at around 9:50 that morning, a couple of employees were standing outside the building trying to make calls on their cell phones. I got to my desk, saw my co-worker Rob listening to his radio in his cubicle.

 

After checking email and sending a couple of IMs, I went downstairs to our technical lab where there was a television set. There, I found the technicians standing in front of the screen watching CNBC. One pointed to the cloud of smoke and told me that one of the tower had just collapsed. Very soon after, an announcement came out on the building’s speakers telling all employees to go home for the day.

 

On my way out of the garage, I spent about ten minutes sitting in my car waiting in line to get out of the garage. When my car got to the exit of the garage, I had to make a left turn to join the line of traffic leaving the AOL campus. As I sat there waiting for my turn, I heard on the radio that both towers had collapsed. I felt this incredible sense of sadness and helplessness while sitting in my car stuck in traffic and I did what was most natural to me at the moment, I cried. I remember looking straight ahead at the line of cars I was trying to merge with and spotted a convertible I was planning to get in front of. When I made eye contact with its driver and hesaw the tears on my face, he pointed his left index finger toward his ear and made a gesture as to communicate “this is insane.”

 

I ended up driving to Culpepper for lunch that day before returning to my apartment where I was able to see and smell the smoke coming out of the Pentagon from my window. A few weeks after that Tuesday morning I overheard a conversation where one person predicted that September 11 would become the most studied day in the twenty first century. I believe it. In the days since the attack, I became fascinated with many of the stories that were reported about what different people did that day. The story about the man who was on a floor above where the plane had crashed but made it to safety because he just happened to have chosen the one stairway that had not been destroyed by the wreckage. The man who walked out of the North Tower right around the time the second plane hit the South Tower without realizing that his sister was aboard that second plane. The sister was about to embark on a vacation to Los Angeles with her best friend and ironically the best friend was booked on a different flight, the flight that minutes ago flew into the North Tower.

 

As sad as I feel every September 11, I wish we never get to a point where we don’t pause to remember this awful anniversary for it serves as a reminder of what was taken from us. Our nation and its people were robbed of something, something that we have longed for since and can never be replaced.

Tags: Memories, Terrorism

Reliving our darkest hour (Part 1)

I remember it like it was yesterday. It began normally like any other morning and yet it was different than any other since. I was getting ready to go work and had walked out of the bathroom when Diane Sawyer returned from a commercial break by telling her audience “we want to keep you up to date on the latest information” and showed a live picture of the World Trade Center with thick smoke shooting out of one side.

 

Not know the full extend of what was about to unfold, I left my apartment and headed for work. But before I left, I called my father and asked him to turn on the news. Once in the car I turned on the radio and I remember thinking that the coverage on the radio was much more melodramatic than what I had seen on the television earlier. It wasn’t until minutes later that I realized that in the time it took to get to my car, a second plane had hit the South Tower.

 

I called up a couple of friends to tell them what had happened. Some were already in the office but had yet to hear the news while others were still asleep and had their phones turned off. BuckySis was on her way to work and had just gotten off of a ferry boat where she witnessed the explosion from the second airplane while crossing the Hudson River. I spent the remainder of my commute grasping the enormity of what had happened and began to consider turning around and heading back home when Jim Miklashevski reported from the Pentagon that something had happened at the Department of Defense headquarters. The Pentagon was located less than two miles from my apartment and for the first but definitely not the last time that morning, I began to worry about my own safety.

 

I am going to come back later today and finish my thoughts on this important topic that I have been meaning to write about for some time.

Tags: Memories, Terrorism

Déjà vu during complex deal

I have often noticed that in the MBA program very often I will encounter a topic in a conversation with someone or in a meeting and then a couple of days later, when I least expect it, that same topic surfaces again.

 

On Wednesday I attended a breakfast and a lunch panel sponsored by a telephone company that is hiring students for its management rotation program. The four Kenan-Flagler alums who flew up from Atlanta spent a good deal of time talking about the company’s pending merger with another telephone company. Then yesterday during my complex deal exam, the entire case on which the questions were based on was the acquisition of that company by the other company.

 

One thing I am really glad about the complex deal exam was that I did not spend too much time on the material. The class is pretty hard and I heard many of my classmates complaining this past week about how lost (in a secular sense) they were. Since the exam was open notes, all I did was make sure I knew the notes well enough to know which sections to turn to for certain topics. The first third of the exam was pretty easy. The middle third was challenging but do-able. The last third was pretty hard and most of my answers were blind guesses. I doubt I could have done better on the exam if I had spent three more hours studying for it.

 

I will find out the results of the exam next week. Also next week, the other telephone company that is acquiring the company that was here will be visiting Kenan-Flagler for its management rotation program.

Tags: MBA experience, Job search, Time management

In search of new opportunities

We are four weeks into my second year and so far the year has been coming along pretty well. There is just as much work as last Mod, the difference being that there is not as much pressure to get them done. My complex deal professor joked around in class saying the deals that will be presented on the assignments and on the exams will be complex because “the name of the class is not simple deals.” But he also emphasized that he would not assign a grade lower than a P (pass) as long as he is able to recognize the student’s name and face from having shown up in class.

 

During the last Mod of my first year, I was under the gun from having to worry about finding a summer internship. This year, I am under similar pressure from having to find a full time job but the pressures are different. The pressure stems not so much from having to find a position within a certain time frame but more from knowing that whatever offer I accept will not be limited to the summer but will be a full time job that I will be working for at least a year. Two weekends ago a friend of mine from UVA was in town and he spent two hours looking over my resume. He asked me detailed questions about what exactly I did during my internship and during my past professional experiences. I couldn’t believe how much better my resume looked after he rewrote a couple of my bullet points. The second year job search will officially kick off tomorrow when I attend a breakfast reception and a lunch panel sponsored by a telecom company that is hiring for its general management rotational program.

 

I have also become keenly aware that this will very likely be my last year as a student on a college campus. This has led me to become more diligent in allocating my time and maximizing my experiences at UNC. Earlier tonight I attended an open house for a campus organization that I wish to do some business development work for. I am not going to reveal what organization it is but let’s just say I have always had an interest in the media and I think this is a good way for me to get some exposure to it in case I one day get to fulfill my dream of owning or managing a broadcastmedia outlet.

Tags: MBA Experience, Time management, Job search

Fumble at the one yard line

As I was heading toward the exit this afternoon at the Kenan Memorial Stadium three minutes into the last quarter with the Tar Heels behind Rutgers by 11 points, I ran into a classmate who said “I cannot think of a school with as much money and as much history as UNC that has a football team that has consistently sucked as much.”

 

The only silver lining is that at the rate they are play, the Tar Heels will certainly lose to Virginia on October 19 when they play in Charlottesville and across the nation on ESPN.

Tags: UNC Sports, UVA Sports