Times have'nt been exactly on the calm side for me. Stuff has been happening like.. ..all the time. I've been so darned caught up with stuff, that I've even been hoping fellow LJ'ers would'nt happen to drop into town. Reason? Do you really need one? Well, LJ'ers in town would call for a meet, hosted in their honor by the loyal cyberabad'dies. And well, you guys know me decently well enough to know that I would'nt miss one for the world if I could help it. :o)
(That reminds me, I gotta get a meet up and happening before the cyberabad guys forget that we're all still alive and kicking)
So.... What the hell have I been doing you ask? Well, I have been uber-busy with my internship. Doing an MBA was never so much baloney. Today, there are millions of us graduating into the streets of the world every year, and this year, I'm gonna be one among those million. (for reasons of modesty, I shall call myself 'one in a million') :o)
If some of you have'nt seen my Internship post (which tells you all what I'm working on) my apologies, It's on an _extremely_ confidential security level and well.... Till the 8th of May, 2006, That's how it shall remain.
Yesterday was the day of the reckoning for us MBA freaks. We've just officially completed our internships in various firms and the day before was the last day of our internship, with yesterday being the date when we were to all return to college for the last official day of the MBA programme. Each of us had to write out a report based on each of our internships, what we did, how we viewed it from a managerial perspective, blah blah, you know the usual bullshit 'n' stuff. :o) In addition to the submission of the report, we were also to make a presentation to a panel of professors.
I was well aware that each presentation was to be wrapped up in five minutes, and while I was busy making last-minute changes to my slides on my laptop, I was kinda unnerved by the wicked panel who were pulling people off the stage as soon as they hit the main part of their presentations 'cause they'd overshot the alloted time limit. Well well.... I did'nt know whether I wanted an 'O' in my grade for the day, or if I wanted an unsightly 'F'. After having balled up my mind and severed my nerves, I decided to just get on stage and have a heck of a time.
Ta-da!! My turn to drag my bony self onto that oh so feared position behind the dias. The PC in the Seminar hall refused to accept my thumbdrive, so I had to fit the projector directly onto my laptop. That took a few seconds, but then, just as I got back and wished everyone 'Good Afternoon', I had to go back off stage and fix the screen resolution. The darned projector was configured for 800x600 and my Laptop was broadcasting on 1280×1024, and the darned projector, instead of re-sizing the broadcast image, was chopping off the right and bottom of the screen. Sux0rz! So I fix my Screen Resolution to reflect the crappy 800x600 (instead of fixing the projector to use a higher resolution since that was faster. The Projector has a resolution limit of 1024x768 see, and I was in a hurry!) and go back on stage to find irritated jurors staring glumly at me.
Some freak before me musta messed up the remote mouse, so I had to depend on a second human being to move the slides forward at my cue. That's a major PITA since you can't trust anything to anyone apart from yourself. One brain is better than two!! NEhoo, I began my presentation with a "Hello, I'm back so please pay attention!". It came off the tip of my tongue without my realizing it, and before it could sink into their ears, I continued on my way. At least the required effect of the casual phrase got everyones ears up and in working condition (which was a good sign).
I began in as dull a manner as I could stoop myself to, and slowly picked up the tempo. I found in all my experience, that making a good entry and then not getting any better, often bores your listeners into deep REM sleep mode. So I decided to play around with my audience. I began as low as I could, and gently upped the pace. Slapping out subtle anecdotes (I knew one of the jurors would actually catch them, and since he enjoys such stuff, I played to his ears from time to time) and bringing the presentation to a couple of painful stops (makes the audience sit right up in anticipation!), I waltzed through it all. I'm usually nervous as hell when I'm giving a presentation. However, this time, I was a man possessed! :o)
I finally lurched the audience as I shifted gears as I came upon the last slide of the presentation. I told them what I'd learnt, made a big deal trying to imply that the MBA was useless and I could have done a better job of teaching kids to behave (Which they did'nt even notice). Finally, the questions! Mr. Anecdote fired a volley of blank rounds at me, which I refused to flinch at. Mr. PITA asked me a couple of rough ended questions. I completed them for him. Mrs. A/C asked me one question out of desperation (No, not _that_ kind of desperation. lol! She basically felt odd cause she was a juror and it would look strange if she did'nt ask a question.) I hauled my ass offstage after 'The Fall of the Empire'. :o) It's all History now.
During the break, I met with Mr. Anecdote, and he was mighty pleased. He expressed regret at not having the 'privilege' of being my mentor. (I thought that was mighty sweet of him. I doubt he really meant it, but well. He's always been a sweet guy and no matter how stern he might sound inside the seminar hall, he's a candy and sugar guy outside.)
Did anyone notice that I overshot my time limit by a few miles? I took almost 20 minutes of their 'oh so precious' time, and they just sat there and listened! :o) I don't know how they graded me, and what marks I've been given, or who gave me a good score. All I know is that it's all over!
I'm a jackass, and I've earned this status. Heck, I've earned it well! :o)
Now, I'm through with my MBA, and the world has a jackass of an MBA on its hands. lol!
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