After taking a Business Information Management midterm this past Monday
morning, I went into hibernation mode.
Maybe it was the embarrassing routing my beloved Broncos suffered at the hands of Richard Sherman, and the rest of the Seattle Seahawks fanbase, who came out of their caves for the Super Bowl the night prior.
Maybe it was the embarrassing routing my beloved Broncos suffered at the hands of Richard Sherman, and the rest of the Seattle Seahawks fanbase, who came out of their caves for the Super Bowl the night prior.
Richard Sherman gesturing his allegiance to Satan
Maybe it was the death of Philip Seymour Hoffman, perhaps one of
cinema’s finest character actors, and one of my personal faves, which threw me
for a loop.
Or maybe it was losing my wallet at the
weekly student club party, frantically canceling all my credit cards, and then
realizing I only had 30 euros to travel/eat with, which upped the metaphorical
anxiety ante.
Whatever it was, Monday, Tuesday, and
Wednesday were filled with nothing but sleep, occasionally going to class to
check email and Facebook, and various get-together’s with the mind-bogglingly
diverse group we've got going here in the Netherlands.
Thankfully, we're quite the cohesive bunch, and it didn't take long before the benefit of socializing with all these people outweighed the benefit of staying in.
This is NOT a post about travel tips, or an update on how my classes are going. This is my ode to our study group; a potentially damning post on both the personal and intellectual growth I’ve experienced by tossing all the textbooks, case studies, and lecture notes aside. Instead of studying arguments for why/why not Information Technology has become commoditized at the level of the individual firm, I spent the latter half of this week investing even more in relationships, and it was undoubtedly an investment that paid instant dividends.
Thankfully, we're quite the cohesive bunch, and it didn't take long before the benefit of socializing with all these people outweighed the benefit of staying in.
This is NOT a post about travel tips, or an update on how my classes are going. This is my ode to our study group; a potentially damning post on both the personal and intellectual growth I’ve experienced by tossing all the textbooks, case studies, and lecture notes aside. Instead of studying arguments for why/why not Information Technology has become commoditized at the level of the individual firm, I spent the latter half of this week investing even more in relationships, and it was undoubtedly an investment that paid instant dividends.
Through the process, I've come to a few
conclusions, some of which I knew before, and others which required a bit of
contemplation:
#1: Intelligence/book smarts/knowing the formula
for estimating the future value of a stock or bond is important, but useless in
a business sense unless used to establish or maintain a mutually beneficial
relationship.
You can have all the numbers on your side: a 4.0 GPA, a 720+ on the GMAT, and a degree from an elite university, and still not rise through the ranks as quickly as the guy/girl who insists on putting their relationships with others before the data.
#2: Relationships are everything
You can have all the numbers on your side: a 4.0 GPA, a 720+ on the GMAT, and a degree from an elite university, and still not rise through the ranks as quickly as the guy/girl who insists on putting their relationships with others before the data.
#2: Relationships are everything
Imagine you're a businessperson presiding over
negotiations for a sale with the executives of some client company out of Sao Paulo. You walk into a boardroom, knowing that you'll either be leaving with a
“Yes” or “No” answer from the suits on the other side of the table.
As you enter the boardroom, you recognize a familiar goatee on a David Blaine-ish face, framed by salon quality Orlando Bloom hair, which lights up in a smile and warmly addresses you by your first name. As you shake hands, a sense of relief washes over you.
As you enter the boardroom, you recognize a familiar goatee on a David Blaine-ish face, framed by salon quality Orlando Bloom hair, which lights up in a smile and warmly addresses you by your first name. As you shake hands, a sense of relief washes over you.
Why? Because the dude in charge of saying “Yes” or “No” to your sales pitch is Luiz. Not Mr. Pires. Not some stranger. Just Luiz, who came over that one night in Rotterdam and talked with you about the moral dilemmas presented in Breaking Bad, skiing in Jackson Hole, and introduced you to South American swing music, all while a crack junkie stole his bike outside.
Luiz Pires: Combination of Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom and David Blaine
#3: Apologies in advance for
forcibly confronting mortality, but in the end, the number of zeroes in your
bank account doesn't determine your legacy.
Your
family won’t put your undergraduate GPA on your tombstone.
Your
obituary won't mention your “… visionary implementation of Six Sigma/Lean
methods, leading to a 6% reduction in overall company costs.”
Your
family and friends won’t remember you for your high-caliber business acumen,
your Porsche, or your vacation home in the French Riviera.
Having said that, this car still makes me drool
Nope. They'll only remember you for your character, your ability to inspire others,
and your willingness to give the shirt off your back to anyone in need.
In other
words, you shouldn't travel or study abroad to enhance your resume, to make all
your friends jealous via social media, or even to learn about Cross-Cultural
Management methods. You should travel/study abroad with the express purpose of
forming lifelong friendships that transcend national, political, and cultural
boundaries.
Obviously,
everyone has a story. Everyone has values, beliefs, and opinions that shape the
way they view the world. Textbooks will always be there, but life is ephemeral.
Take time to dig for the little treasures each person offers, because you never
know when that treasure might cease to exist.
It goes
without saying that after only one month of living in the Netherlands and
traveling throughout Europe, I’ve learned exponentially more outside the
lecture hall, gathered around pints of Heineken and Philippe Goudreault’s
homemade chili, than I have with my nose buried in a textbook.
Note,
this is not a post meant to pejoratively discount the innumerable benefits
offered by higher education. Rather, I hope I've convinced you that while the
ivory tower offers a fantastic view, the vast majority of one’s personal
fulfillment and success stems, at least in my opinion, from enthusiastically
connecting and learning about people over equations; the “So what?” rather than
the “What.”
Shout out
to all the people in the RSM Trimesters 2 and 3 Study Group, to all of our new
friends at Erasmus, to all my friends at home in South Carolina and Colorado,
and to my family for providing such an amazing experience abroad.
I guess I
should probably start studying for the next test, but until then, safe travels
to you all, wherever you may be.
Coming up
next week: a post in memoriam of Philip Seymour Hoffman, an in-depth look at my
ever-increasing study abroad playlist to soothe your inner ear, and a look at
the mind-blowing art of MC Escher, which I was fortunate enough to view in
person this weekend in The Hague.
Cheers.
Now you are learning something my son.
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