I can't believe it is already over a year ago. I walked into the classroom where one of the most-anticipated presentations was going to take place. I glanced at my wrist-watch and realized I was only 5 minutes late. But that was way too much time for the seats and the aisles to fill.
Prior to business school, I worked as a trained assassin - a master of the dark arts - and was a damn good one at that. At the age of two I wasn't given a ball to play with (as some of you were); I was given a katana, one by which twenty-three ninjas (from rival clans) and thirteen samurai would eventually fall.
Among the many rumors circulating on campus, one is particularly persistent and intriguing. Your humble servants in the Belgian Students Association owe it to their GSB education to substantiate any rumor with tangible evidence. What follows is an excerpt of a telephone conversation aimed at investigating this matter in depth.