Ramblings of the Wingnut

So you may have been wondering what has happened to me. One word – terrorists. No that’s what Americans blame everything on – the weather, the economy, the long queues at McDonalds, the soggy fries after waiting for 23 seconds at McDonalds. No, no the real word is MBA.

Second year is supposed to be much easier, and in all honesty it is. Its just that dumbass here has taken on a lot of extra stuff to keep him occupied – cos I needed more stuff to do. So what did I do? Stuff..and lots of it. For starters what seemed like a genius idea of picking subjects where there are no exams, has come back to bite me in the ass, just like that scraggy, stray dog you kicked on the way home from school. And now I have more work than I need. That’s cos its more TEAM work – strangely enough even there is no “I” in team, “I” seem to be very busy. Maybe I just used that saying wrong. So meetings every week. To give you a sampling, theres been 2 interviews, one project/business pitch, 2 deal books (actually 3 – but mine makes no sense) and a role play with a schizophrenic professor that takes on the role of several people in a company. And to think there are people out there that are put into asylum for that.

Beside that being chief of the Babson village has me running around like the village idiot – like that do you? Managing, supervising and, dare I say it, babysitting. Yes. Oh well, I guess its one of those things you learn – learning point – don’t be a chief unless you get concubines or a horse or bodyguards or at least a sword…a sword…like pirate sword…ooooh…. Ugh, but I digress. I was also honored to be selected as part of Ashoka’s (www.ashoka.org) new partnership with universities to give social entrepreneurship more visibility and not social like going out to clubs and bars – that would be socializing entrepreneurship. I’m talking about entrepreneurship where output is measured in terms of benefit to humanity as opposed to green notes with presidents faces on them (in SA we have pictures of animals, lion, water buffalo, cheetah, baboon – no that’s Julius Malema. I guess its cos animals last longer than presidents in Africa).