In my pigeon hole at JBS was a brown envelope today. Brown envelopes are always ominous. They engendered a some what pavlovian response in me. Sweating, thumping heart. Fortunately no drooling as with Pavlov’s dogs but reasonably basic physiological responses!
The MBA is full of all things new. And this was the first formal piece of assessment so if nothing else getting through would be quite symbolic. In some way it would help to settle the decision to take the chance in the business world.
And while huge amounts of time is spent by the faculty in emphasising the collaborative, non-competitive ethos of the school – they can not stop you competing with your own expectations. It would also to be fair that while we are a diverse group of students the one thing aligns us is the slight tendency toward Type A behaviour so I suspect that I am not alone about placing quite a large bit of meaning on the outcome.
The great and fab news is that I got through with not to shabby a mark. Phew!
