Beauty of the Google Reader
If there is a shadow of a doubt why I'm not writing, then I have a one word answer: finals. But I am trying to keep up with my daily blogs - reading them that is. That's why I love google reader. There are probably other feed aggregators out there that do a spectacular job of keeping it all organized, but it's not about the engine, it's about the content. As I plough through 100+ blogs (on a slow day) it's great to have the opportunity to star items to come back later. So right now I have more starred items then unread ones --> things to come back to when I have some time (anytime after 9pm CST today that is). And there is plenty to get excited about: malaria, vaccines, politics, healthcare costs, antidepressants, airlines and biofuel, inflation, and old ladies. The last one is a real treat...
Life at Owen does get intense sometimes. You can see it in the faces that pass you by at the school over the past few days. I don't think the first years feel it yet, but even though many of 2008 class have jobs already, we are still here to learn. And sometimes learning is hard...






And then I realized that I would be glad to work for a company which required me to work at most 48 hour weeks. As I am job searching and going through the notions of finding the right fit company for me, it frightens me how many “great” employers don’t really care about the well being of their workers. How corporate culture reward those that are willing to sacrifice their private lives for the company and work 70 hour weeks. How the society pushes us to live to work and not work to live, and, which I think is worse, that majority of people don’t have a problem with that. 

Don't be surprised, the smell of food in the lobby has a powerful impact on students. It's like a magnet that holds them and keeps them around even if they might have had other plans. Apparently nothing attracts MBAs more then free food. As en example, last Thursday the The Office
of Development and Alumni Relations put on cocktails and hors d’oeuvres Mardi Gras style. The lobby was full of hungry students. I admit, I was on my way home when the smell of fried chicken hit my nostrils and it didn't take long for me to have a hurricane in my hand. I am sure that some of the students came in with the single idea in mind - interact with alums. However, I am convinced that Owen staff is well aware how free food affects students and they take full advantage of it.
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