No More Running With Scissors?
posted in The Kitchen Sink |I don’t know when it happened. I was at lunch yesterday with another first year associate and two of her friends. One is the VP of something in a big bank and the other is a money manager. And while it was supposed to be just a lunch among friends, it felt more like a networking event to me. Both were very nice, but it was disconcerning how we all shifted into our “professional” voices when discussing our, for lack of a better word, “careers,” and then slid easily back into the slang of our every day lives when discussing things like our friends and past times. It left me wondering. Am I slowly turning into an adult despite my best intentions?
It was nice to get back to my grad student roommate, who was giggling with excitement over an A+ she’d received. Now that’s the kind of world with which I’m familiar.