MBA
Part of the grand plan that lead me back to Magic Kingdom was that I was finally going to go back to school, drink the "koolaid" and get my MBA. I put aside all the misconceptions (I hope they are misconceptions) about business school, and started looking at local MBA programs.
After the last year of hell with Gymboree (funny note, three months after leaving I get a call asking if I want to come back!) I figure that I can never, ever work in store based retail again, but after doing it for so many years, what next. Going to school seemed to make the most sense, take a couple years off, make some contacts in the process, and get the hell out of the stores.
Good idea except, I forgot about the main barrier for getting into a MBA program... the GMAT.
I bought the study books, downloaded the practice tests, but soon realized that not playing attention in math class did eventually catch up to me and bite me in the ass. That along with the fact that it was the 80's since I even had a passing thought about intergers, quadratic equations, or angles in a triangle made my head spin.
I dicided to put the books down, and hope that luck would get me through the test. Really. I paid my $250, scheduled the test, went in with the kids (really most of the people taking it with me could have been my kids) and guess. It was multiple choice so I had a 1 in 4 chance for every question. The verbal and the essay, that I can do but the math was a crap shoot.
The security was crazy at the test center, no watches, calculators, no jewelery, just you, a dry erase notebook, and pen. Come on who does math without a calculator!
The results are ready for you when you are done with the test... great, I'd rather wait than have to ride the elevator down with the young smart ones... but no.
End result is 74 percentile, and didn't crack a book, not enough for Harvard, but it should do just fine for CUNY.
Take that Princeton Review....
After the last year of hell with Gymboree (funny note, three months after leaving I get a call asking if I want to come back!) I figure that I can never, ever work in store based retail again, but after doing it for so many years, what next. Going to school seemed to make the most sense, take a couple years off, make some contacts in the process, and get the hell out of the stores.
Good idea except, I forgot about the main barrier for getting into a MBA program... the GMAT.
I bought the study books, downloaded the practice tests, but soon realized that not playing attention in math class did eventually catch up to me and bite me in the ass. That along with the fact that it was the 80's since I even had a passing thought about intergers, quadratic equations, or angles in a triangle made my head spin.
I dicided to put the books down, and hope that luck would get me through the test. Really. I paid my $250, scheduled the test, went in with the kids (really most of the people taking it with me could have been my kids) and guess. It was multiple choice so I had a 1 in 4 chance for every question. The verbal and the essay, that I can do but the math was a crap shoot.
The security was crazy at the test center, no watches, calculators, no jewelery, just you, a dry erase notebook, and pen. Come on who does math without a calculator!
The results are ready for you when you are done with the test... great, I'd rather wait than have to ride the elevator down with the young smart ones... but no.
End result is 74 percentile, and didn't crack a book, not enough for Harvard, but it should do just fine for CUNY.
Take that Princeton Review....
posted by Michael at 12:18 PM
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