Patricia says to me, "Brad, you speak as if you observe things really well. You should be Historian." Clearly this is a sound reason to run for and ultimately accept a position that will cause me to spend inordinate amounts of time on fun projects (like this blog) instead of un-fun projects, like learning statistics. But, here I am, so I may as well do a quick recap on the trials and tribulations of Cohort D since we arrived at Wharton. [I promise, future entries will be a bit more detailed.]
Day 1: Big tent. Really hot. Speeches. Got Bain water bottle and coolest magnetic name tag ever.
Day 2-10ish: Learned math.
Day 15ish: Passed math test. Much rejoicing. Mitch throws good parties. [This would later prove a key factor in his election to Social co-chair.]
Days 27-28: Go camping. Reason #52 why Cohort D should rule the world: we have the best canoe rowers among all persons aged 23-42 at Camp Iroquois during the dates we are there. Met learning teams, swung across boiling lava pits, rocked out on Sweet Child of Mine with Terry and Matt, ate s'mores, contemplated smothering Kevin to stop snoring.
Day 30ish: Case Day. Mental Note: must sit closer to Phong and Alex, as they are good at case studies. Me, not so much. Cohort elects people to approximately 189 committees.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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