I am about 90% sure that I am going with Arthur Andersen in Chicago for work. It should be cool, but it is definitely not that glamorous. The money is okay, but it is in Chicago, so I will need it. One good thing is that it does involve some travel and lots of opportunities in Japan. I talked to a guy yesterday about all the Japanese clients that they have around Chicago. What I will do as an auditor is travel to different companies and check out their control systems and books and whatnot. I get to give them some advice and do consulting after I have more experience. Anyway, I can kinda choose what kind of clients I want, so I am going to request to work with the Japanese Group some of the time. Then I can improve my business Japanese. After three or four years, I may be able to get a couple year assignment in Japan.
If all of that works out, then I will be pretty happy. Right now, it just seems like an average job. I will probably live in Lincoln Park and work with clients around Chicago. Lots of overtime in the spring, but four weeks of vacation and extra free time in the summer. Anyway, that is the next forty years of my life. Actually, I don't know how long I will make it there. I am hoping to stay there for five years or so. That will be enough experience to make me marketable to other companies. Then I might go travel around a little. Maybe do some more volunteer work in Mexico or something. Then I'll get married, have kids, grow old, retire, etc.
I can't believe how quickly this week passed by. We are down to the final week of classes now. I have some unfinished business that will probably remain unfinished because I am too lazy to catch up in my classes. Regardless of what I do now. I am going to have the worst GPA that I have ever had. In one sense it really doesn't matter, but there is still a little part of me that would like to graduate cum laude or magna cum laude or one of those other latin words. I guess I should put that little extra effort into the two classes where I at least have a shot at an A.
I was telling Gene about how lame this guy in one of my group projects is. At first I tried to give him a fair chance. I remembered all of the time that I have been late finishing stuff up this term. I gave this guy a second chance and then a third. He always sounded really sincere when he promised to have something done by Monday. However, it soon became clear that this guy was a pathological liar. This week he was supposed to bring something over to me on Wednesday morning between 8am and noon. No show. Then I thought I could catch him in class today. No show. Then I thought I would call him this afternoon.
Evidently everyone that he lives with is the same as him. They never seem to be totally there. This guys answers with me on the speaker phone. I ask if he knows when Hemal will be back. No idea. I ask if he can take a message. I give him my name and he seems to file it somewhere in the depths of his brain. Then I try to give my number. Overload. He suggests that I call back and leave a message on the machine. I do so. I leave very clear instructions that Hemal can drop off the papers
Praise Allah that not all people are like Hemal.