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...members of HUPD divide their days into three shifts. Some work the 8 a.m.-to-4 p.m. shift where officers are called to cruise around the B-school to make sure there are no shady characters defiling a gilt statue, an ivy-covered edifice or, God forbid, a Bloomberg box. From 4 p.m. to midnight, officers patrol local liquor vendors searching for underaged, fake ID-toting frosh trying to smile like their 22-year-old brothers. Frequenters of Louie's Superette on Banks Street beware. They close out the night with the midnight-to-8 a.m. graveyard shift...
...ridiculous for freshmen to live in the Yard and park their cars all the way in the B-school" says Devon R. Quasha '02 who shares a Jeep Cherokee with her twin brother Grant. Last year, after trekking to Allston to pick up their car, they attained a spot in DeWolfe during the wintertime. This year, assuming that DeWolfe would be his SUV's home, Grant, who is a Crimson Editor, continued to park his car in DeWolfe. Still, he entered the lottery like everyone else...
...even for those of us commencing the rest of our lives with barely a plan, let alone a career or "consulting job that I'm holding for two years until B-school," the abyss needn't be so deep. Hell, you could always move to San Francisco, ever a haven for the aimless-and maybe that's not a bad idea to begin with. Despite Harvard's emphasis to the contrary, uncertainty is no vice. You'll be surprised just how many seniors have no clue what they'll be doing next year. One of us hopes...
Next stop: Grafton. Order your Mom a fancy $12 mixed drink, Schmooze with he B-school elite. To cap off the evening, take the whole family to your final club of choice. If you've got a sister, make sure she's appropriately attired--I recommend tight and revealing. Once the whole clan is sufficiently sloshed, stumble back onto the streets of Gambridge, wander back to your dorm room, wake up all your roommates, and pass out on the floor. In the morning, when their hangovers wear off, your parents will thank you. You will have treated them...
Instead, he rode around on his motorcycle until he found himself writing screenplays in L.A., working for a consulting firm to pay the bills. The inevitable b-school followed. Finally, he decided what to do with the rest of his life. In a melding of good-old American persistence and Gen-X lethargy, Marciano refused to get out of bed on his thirtieth birthday until he came up with the scheme that would bring him money, power and, of course, respect. It was from these primordial bedclothes that OurSquare, "an intelligent alternative to America Online," was born...