I’ve been in this institution three years now — it was a decision I chose of my own accord, instead of going away, instead of going to law school, instead of everything I saw for myself — I chose you. You’ve been alright to me, and so far my highest praise is: I’d rather be here, than any other institution in this bloody country. Which is not very high praise at all, and you’d be right.
I am not interested in working for Merrill Lynch. Nor JP Morgan. Nor Goldman Sachs. Not a bank either. I don’t think I’ll be working in anything involving Excel spreadsheets, so count me out from 99.8% of the jobs you think I should be doing.
So when you stick me in this stupid conference room threatening not to recognize my internship until you’ve put me through a thorough brainwashing session full of business school jargon; like: _pedagogy_ and _elevator speech_ and _being different_ and _value-added_. Like _profit-maximizing_ and _corporate innovation_, your corporate spiel takes us nowhere.
Fuck you for all the days you stuck me in a suit and heels (every presentation, and sometimes every other day), fuck you for all the times you tell me I’m going to be stuck in a low-end job because I’m studying something that “won’t make very much money”. It’s not that I don’t like money. I like money very much. I just happen to think I have a better way to make it, and no, I won’t tell you how. Because I’m already making that money, and/or on my way there, doing the things I love, doing things I give a damn about. And you know what? The 3 out of 1000 people who get in to (namedrop another MNC) isn’t that impressive a statistic. There are harder battles to fight, and win at.
Because I’m doing so much more with my life than you can imagine: and no, a person’s degree at university is not the be all and end all, but a mere tool. And you wonder why I’m in such a hurry to get out before you stick me in another suit.
If I sound bitter and spiteful, I am.
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Dear SMU
I’ve been in this institution three years now — it was a decision I chose of my own accord, instead of going away, instead of going to law school, instead of everything I saw for myself — I chose you. You’ve been alright to me, and so far my highest praise is: I’d rather be here, than any other institution in this bloody country. Which is not very high praise at all, and you’d be right.
I am not interested in working for Merrill Lynch. Nor JP Morgan. Nor Goldman Sachs. Not a bank either. I don’t think I’ll be working in anything involving Excel spreadsheets, so count me out from 99.8% of the jobs you think I should be doing.
So when you stick me in this stupid conference room threatening not to recognize my internship until you’ve put me through a thorough brainwashing session full of business school jargon; like: _pedagogy_ and _elevator speech_ and _being different_ and _value-added_. Like _profit-maximizing_ and _corporate innovation_, your corporate spiel takes us nowhere.
Fuck you for all the days you stuck me in a suit and heels (every presentation, and sometimes every other day), fuck you for all the times you tell me I’m going to be stuck in a low-end job because I’m studying something that “won’t make very much money”. It’s not that I don’t like money. I like money very much. I just happen to think I have a better way to make it, and no, I won’t tell you how. Because I’m already making that money, and/or on my way there, doing the things I love, doing things I give a damn about. And you know what? The 3 out of 1000 people who get in to (namedrop another MNC) isn’t that impressive a statistic. There are harder battles to fight, and win at.
Because I’m doing so much more with my life than you can imagine: and no, a person’s degree at university is not the be all and end all, but a mere tool. And you wonder why I’m in such a hurry to get out before you stick me in another suit.
If I sound bitter and spiteful, I am.
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Goodbye Miss Heng / Education, As I Know It / Things I’ve Quit / 5 Things To Say To Men Who Want Your Girlfriend / Finally, the 15th /