
So the answer came back NO. I can keep my 75k and they can keep their degree, although I can always fake it and say I do have an MBA, I mean I have a BS and no one except my insurance agent has ever checked on that. Who would check the MBA ? On the plus side I am still a legend in my own mind.
Feeling a bit down after getting the NO letter I did what any other normal person would do. I called a friend who was asleep, there’s really nothing so cheerful as waking a good friend up especially if they are supremely hung over. Thank you Wenyu, the words “umm grhm hung over mhhm ughh sleep me need gah time early” never sounded so good.
Next I called up my little sister and I emphsize the little part. Hoping for someone to commiserate with instead I got a different treatment. This is how the conversation went.
“hey, so I heard back from them, they said no”
“oh well, did you really apply yourself ? I mean you didn’t really study that hard, you could have gotten a higher GMAT score, you know people who are serious about this take prep classes…”
“umm I scored in the top 11%, I spent 2 months studying for that stupid test”
“oh yeah, you did study well, really what were you going to do with the MBA anyways ? What was your plan ?”
“see I was gonna get the MBA then I was going to buy an apartment in a high tower in Singapore with a beach house in a nearby island for weekend getaways. Then I was going to buy a condo in Manhattan oh and you were going to live in the condo, but I was going to have a room there for my visits to NY, you know for business purposes when my Leer jet would fly me to the states”
“yeah that’s great so how was getting an MBA going to help you achieve this ?”
“ well I figured a lot of power lunches, and power naps. Power dinners maybe ? I’d read some reports and sign a lot of documents maybe do a little yelling I am really good at power naps I can take a ton of them”
“yeah yeah but what would you actually be doing”
“look I was busy figuring out where I would have mistresses and condos, I can’t be bothered about what I would be doing, I figure I’d just swing it”
“swing it ? That was your brilliant plan ? 3 years of school, 75k of money and then you were going to swing it ? Are you kidding me ? Ok clearly this is not going to work, we need to get you a career coach what were you thinking”
meanwhile I am trying to get a word in.
“is this phone working, I mean I think I was talking, I know it’s a VoIP phone but still….”
“oh stop your whining you didn’t even have a plan”
“just for that you are not getting a condo, it’s a loft now”
rolls her eyes
“hey how did you roll your eyes over the phone ? Stop that”
“there there little brother, everything will be better”
“all I wanted out of life is a cookie, a good solid oatmeal cookie and a few mistresses and a couple of houses is that too much to ask ?”
“fine fine, stop wallowing in self pity”
“no, I am good at it, why should I stop ? And you know what else ? I don’t fit into the cool faded jeans anymore, ever since I started running my legs have gotten huge so I don’t fit into those faded jeans anymore. I am a freak of nature now, not only am I not smart I don’t fit into regular cloths anymore. Just put a circus around me and charge admission”
“that’s it, I am going to bed, you just need to snap out of it, I’ll schedule a career coach for you”
“umm weren’t you supposed to be the little one ?”
They grow up so fast