Ok so tales of derring-do will have to be postponed for a while due to extreme tiredness - a theme I am guessing will be repeated throughout the course of this journal.
As you may (or probably will not have) guessed from the title of this entry I have just finished the two days that comprise the first IESE "Career week". This involves companies (pretty much evenly split between Investment Banks, Consultancy firms and Pharmaceutical companies) coming to campus to demonstrate to us how wonderful they all are and how imperative it is that we offer up our lives in sacrifice to them at the earliest opportunity. I have to say that none of them really lit my fire although I will probably apply to all of them to cover my bases should I suddenly lose my soul and decide that I can't survive post-Barcelona without being a Strategic Management Consultant or a Structured Finance Analyst.
Last night I was kindly invited by one of said companies (Booz Allen Hamilton) to attend a dinner in my honour at a devilishly swanky restaurant at the top of a tower by the port. I ended up sitting opposite a senior partner of the firm (a big cheese in the consultancy world by all accounts). I thought it rude not to partake of the copious amounts of cava & wine offered and ended up in a heated argument with him over the ethics of foie-gras - I decided if he loved it so much he could have mine and I duly heaped it on his plate. The next course was rice cooked in octopus ink and I took great pleasure in pointing out that the senior partner resembled an broken down ink-jet printer when he spoke. He laughed. Or at least I was. Afterward we headed out to Carpe Diem (a nightclub on the beach) where we proceeded to eat into Booz Allen Hamilton's profits yet further by ordering bottles of spirits ... for €150 a piece! Madre mia!
Anyway I was impressed with their attitude towards nightlife so will make an extra effort to be polite on my Cover Letter when I apply.
I now find myself deeply engrossed in an accounting case and have read, made notes on and generally been confused by the marketing case for tomorrow whose subject is along the lines of "Canned Mushroom Production in the early 80's". Who says business school can't be fun eh !?!