Thank God I have an offer.

Last night was the lavish firm dinner of SASMF, at the French Bistro Mistral.

So, gussied up in my third-world outfit of Indian Made blue suit, and Indian made striped shirt, I wandered off to meet up with another transfer student to partake in awkward conversation and unnecessary indulgence. Arriving fashionably late (to ensure that I wouldn't make the same mistake of showing up RIGHT on time and be forced to mingle with people for an hour and a half before dinner...), we soon found ourselves standing next to the bar, me with a bordeaux, and he with an expensive scotch.

To be absolutely honest, I like SASMF people better than I like the people from other firms. They're more real world, rough and tumble, social, and interesting than those from the rest. I mean, I had interesting conversations...and as the wine continued to flow...I increasingly lost track of how many I had finished off. I babbled, I laughed inappropriately, I asked very pointed questions (asking a half-black, half-white man why he had an African name...believing he was just a white dude), I talked mad shit about firms, and I believe that the volume of wine I consumed simply meant that I was either 1) incredibly social and interesting to talk to, or 2) a drunken mess not even clear about what he was asking or saying.

It wasn't until I stood up to go to the bathroom that I realized that I was drunk. Like really drunk. I mean you sit down at these tables and you eat a 7 course dinner of some odd sort, and they just keep pouring you wine, even if you're not paying attention. It's just a continuous onslaught of alcohol. As is indicated by the title of this post, thank God I have an offer...and thank god I'm probably not going to take this one.

And in all honesty, I'm not really sure why I feel such an aversion to this firm. I actually think the people are great, warm, funny, and really interesting (I interviewed with a half-Indian, half-white girl who was raised in Beijing, and then went to work in an orphange in Argentina before working in finance with SASMF), and the guy who sat next to me was clearly only in it for 3 years before wanting to go into electoral politics...having been a middle school teacher for 2 years. (I know this because he leaned over and said "I'm only going to be here for 3 years.") And they're all fun, and they seem to like their lives, and they're well adjusted people. And that's definitely not something that's easy to find amongst these firms.

In any case...I came home with a pounding headache, drunk, sloppy, with an apartment in complete disarray, and an Accounting final exam on Monday. So I talked to my baby on Skype, could barely keep my head up, and went to bed. But not before I smashed my head on a window sill while lying in bed. That pissed me off.


That's all. I'm just putting off my work.