Screaming Bean |
Friday, October 22, 2004
I'm not a schmoozer. I've never been a schmoozer. When among a group of like minded people I can open up and conversate with the best of them, but alone, I give wallflower a whole new meaning. This is a bane of my existence. I've been listening since day one about how important marketing and networking is, but I can't break in to save my butt. Friends of mine take pity on my stilted social skills and try to tie me into their interactions with attorneys and alumni at functions. Yesterday was another one of these functions. A former alum with a high powered corporate counsel position came to speak, and I attended. Outstanding speech, and I really could see myself wanting to be inhouse at some point in my career. A friend of mine got an introduction from our dean to meet this person. Me, being not so academically successful and well placed did not receive such an introduction. She got 30 seconds of face time. I, by my placement near the bar and by stumbling into a conversation with another alumni scored a ten minute conversation with the same person. Did I feel honored? Yes. Did I brag? Yes. Do I feel slightly guilty now? Maybe...maybe not.
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