“We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak, unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room, and be handed down to posterity with all the eclat of a proverb.”
– Jane Austen
So, we are right in the middle of what could be arguably one of the most important weeks of our lives. Certainly at least one of the most stressful for J..
He is interviewing for internships with the Big Four accounting firms this week, he also has two major tests, and tomorrow we’re flying out to California to celebrate the finalization of my brother and sister-in-law’s adoption of our little nephew.
We went to Firm #1’s reception the other night and I had an interesting time. Early in the evening the spouses of the interview candidates were shunted off to a different room, meaning that about 99% of the women there were removed. We all filed into a conference room where a string of partner’s wives were sitting at the front, looking very like the parish’s women’s organization presidency. And the whole hour continued very much in that vein, which was slightly uncomfortable for everyone concerned.
Then at dinner we were seated at an awkward table, people were either trying to say something extremely clever or were absolutely silent. However J. got to meet and ask the interviewer some questions and all indications so far are that his interview went well.
Firm #2’s reception was last night and was luau themed. Points for food and entertainment as they had Polynesian dancers and pyrotechnics. There was much fewer awkward silences, and the women weren’t kicked out which was a huge plus as far as I was concerned. This time we weren’t seated and got to jostle for position to meet with the representatives, again with the requisite attempts to be memorable. J. interviewed with them this morning, also went well.
Firm #3’s reception is tonight but I will be cleaning our house and packing for California so I won’t be able to report on that, ducklings.
However, a few thoughts! Last year when they first started recruiting overtures, we were introduced to The Swag. Sweatshirts, bags, all manner of stationary. This year Firm #1 gave us a canvas tote and an aluminum water bottle, as opposed to the rather cheapish, fall-apart-as-soon-as-look-at-it ones we got from Firm #2. But! Firm #2 pulled ahead when won a raffle prize at their reception, styled as a collapsible cooler, actually more like an over sized lunch box, and we also got real orchid leis as opposed to the cheap plastic kind you normally get at parties. However due to sheer bitterness, they dropped below pre-reception rankings when the guy called after us won an iPad. Firms #3 and #4 have only given pens, a shameful showing.
5 thoughts on “In Which C. and J. Get Wined, Dined, and Lei-d”
Bah, now I’m wishing for more of the school days when Bart was getting wined and dined and I was the occasional tagalong
It is rather nice, I admit.
… your brother’s MARRIED?? When did THAT happen??
Ahem, that should have read my brother-and-sister-in-law, meaning J.’s brother and his wife.
Yeah, see that makes much more sense. 🙂