otherside...

This week is the final week of undergrad school for a few of our interns at Duquesne University.  Some will continue to Law School, some are moving back home to take the next step in life, some are taking a trip to Budapest to admire the Hungarian culture and tapestries for a few weeks.

This time of year always makes me think of my last week in school.  I still remember sitting on a bench after my last final, knowing that real life was about to begin.  To be honest, I was excited as hell.

Back then, I did not know what I wanted to do with my life.  So, I was only concerned with the grades I received....rather than the answers I took home with me for the future.


I was able to read the books and then regurgitate that information back on the test at the end of the semester.  Nothing really soaked in beyond what i needed to know for the test.  And to be honest, it was forgotten very soon after it.

The reason:  I was only concerned with the grade...not the answers. 

BEYOND A CERTAIN POINT IN LIFE...the answers you take home are what will help you in the future.  Not the grades.

In school, I was always a B student.  I was content with B's and I always said I was never as smart as the A students.  Looking back, I think deep down inside, I just didn't try as hard as them.

And that's what school's job is:  To expose the ones that try... and the ones that don't. 


With school, and basically anything... you get out of it, what you put into it. I learned this lesson a little too late.  

I should have tried harder.  I should have learned the answers, the whys behind them, understood them, and never forgot them.  The grades should have been my 2nd priority. 


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I recently sat down and talked to a sales manager of a very large corporation. 

He gave me some insight on the number of revenue streams that are necessary for his company to survive and how they track what is/isn't working.


I asked him many questions that took him by surprise. 

His answers will help us in June.

I care about the answers much more now.  I guess that's just a part of life.


And I think that's what Life's job is:  to expose the one's who care... and the ones that don't.

B's are no longer good enough for me...or for us.