Last week I ended my one year streak without gainful employment. As much as I love Booth I was definitely ready for the school year to be over (as evidenced by my inability to conjure even an ounce of "give a shit" for my ops class). However, not wanting to be in school does not equate to wanting a job. Anyone who knows me is well aware of my
strong aversion to the actual process of going to work. But on June 17 instead of hitting snooze three times, surfing the net for an hour, and grudgingly dragging my ass to an office 20 minutes late, I actually woke up before 6, went for a jog, and showed up 15 minutes early. Why was I so eager? One word: GOOGLE!
