To: beaver fever
I've seen it myself and careerist frat boys are a bunch of pri**s who make their way through life because of a secret handshake. I was a frat boy, now a partner in my firm, and only once in my career have I run into one of my old brothers-- and he was in no position to help me, handshake or no. I am not even aware that any of my other partners was a member of ANY fraternity.
You are calling these guys careerist frat boy p**cks but they sound like normal heterosexual men to me.
I don't care much for titty bars but I certainly know a lot of guys who do. If companies decide to get rid of any employee who visits their local "ballet academy", they are going to find that they have cut themselves off from a great many talented and aggressive workers.
-ccm
57 posted on
01/05/2006 11:49:39 PM PST by
ccmay
To: ccmay
"I was a frat boy, now a partner in my firm, and only once in my career have I run into one of my old brothers-- and he was in no position to help me, handshake or no. I am not even aware that any of my other partners was a member of ANY fraternity."
During the end of session recruiting fair my ex asked a fellow student how he did in his interview.
His answer was that he got the job because the interviewer was a frat brother.
He got the job with (then Delloite Touche Ross) which was a more prestigious firm than Thorne Ernst Whinney where my ex went even though her marks were higher than his.
He did not attempt to hide that his frat connections trumped her superior academic standing.
As for normal heterosexual men going to a strip bar in their business suits 3/4 of the way through a working day, I have to ask where does professionalism kick in?
Accounting I was told was a conservative profession that guarded that reputation jealously. I saw no hint of that when socializing with them.
I actually almost got into a fight with a frat boy at the company Christmas party because he was drunk and throwing popcorn at me. If it wasn't for my concern for my ex's reputation with her company I would have laid him out like a mackerel in the hotel lobby in front of all the partners.
I was an doing my Masters degree in Art History at the time but had more concern for good manners than he did and chose not to create a spectacle.
He was also a hockey player which tells you something.
Taking him out would have been easy and delicious but when in polite company self restraint is the order of the day.
By the way I don't think Animal House is the least bit funny and frat house sex videos are now a big porno category on the internet.
Not exactly a reputation to build on.
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