An SMG Moment

Returning to my office after class I passed six students arrayed at one end of the 6th floor atrium corridor.   They were dressed in suits, ties, skirts, jackets–business clothes, projecting nervous energy.  One was hunched over a computer screen.  One sat staring into space. Four stood apart, facing in different directions, gesturing, talking to the empty air.  “The 3rd quarter numbers . . . ” “The company’s supply chain . . .” ” . . . test marketing focus groups . . .”  None looked at me or broke concentration as they practiced their portions of the team’s presentation.  If they made a mistake they backed up, repeating the flubbed words.  None was listening to the others’ remarks.  I considered asking about their project, making a joke to lighten the tension, anything to acknowledge their rehearsal.  I didn’t.  I walked by, nodding unseen.  A tableau that was repeated in team rooms, empty classrooms, and random unpopulated corners of 595 Comm Ave all day.

One Reply to “An SMG Moment”

  1. Anand Brahmbhatt

    I always find it really cool that I go to a school where everyone is very studious. I think everyone has a strong work ethic, and the school is full of students who care about their academics, and in turn, their grades. That's a very beautiful thing, because I just remember high school – there were those kids that were extremely smart, those that were jocks but not academically inclined, and those that were just average. It's inspiring to go to this school, really. But it's not as great as it seems, going to a school where most are academically oriented increases the pressure on others.

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