Welcome to my blog everyone. This is new to me, but I assure you, I have received the proper training.
My name is Nick Fischer. Yes, kind of like the business school. Except my name has a C in it. Please don’t forget it.
Some of you know me. Some of you don’t. Consider yourselves lucky.
I ramble. I also talk fast. Be thankful you can read this at your own pace.
I have more to do than time to do it. Welcome to The Max M. Fisher College of Business.
I like food. Expect a lot of restaurant feedback.
I am sarcastic. You may have already noticed that…
I tend to notice odd and peculiar things about my surroundings. Sometimes they are funny, sometimes they are weird, sometimes they make no sense at all. I’m sure my future posts will include all of these.
Sooooooo much has happened since my arrival in Columbus at the beginning of this month. I am not even going to try to cover all or much of it in detail. But I am going to list and touch on several things:
I live at Fisher Commons. I have a beautiful view of the downtown skyline and Fred Beekman Park . I painted my bedroom “Nautical” Blue and my living room “Peaceful Leaf” Green. Sometimes, I can smell the agricultural school. All in all, the place is great.
Orientation is over. We were told how amazing we were. We were told how busy we were going to be. We had a reality check. Professor Oglevee speaks the truth (talk to him outside of class – he’s great). Network, Network, Network. Time management. Network. Don’t be late. Summit Vision. Leadership. Myers-Briggs Type Indicator (I’m ENTJ for those who are interested). Business Cards (Ask nicely and you might get one). Network. Teams. Teamwork.
Taxi-Cab service is generally good except at 2 AM. You are better off walking.
Planes fly over campus ALL the time. Get used to the noise. It’s not that bad really.
Business school runs on coffee.
Business students like to be social. Mike created an email distribution list to use for planning. We played kickball (it’s still hard even as an adult – don’t underestimate it). We played volleyball. There was a New Year’s Eve party for the beginning of school. Football Tailgates. The list goes on.
The ARC has most things I need to work out. It also has a rock climbing wall. I am not very good at rock climbing.
The consulting boot camp was a great source of information. Professor Barney is hilarious and brilliant.
Textbooks and course packets are expensive. You can’t do anything about it.
Mad Mex at the South Campus Gateway is pretty good. I had the grilled fish tacos. I hate fish but even I thought they tasted great. The “Pennsyltucky fried tofu” is surprisingly delicious. They also have a kids menu with jokes that I didn’t even understand.
Orientation these past few weeks can be best represented by my first night of work at a local restaurant. Being a grad student comes with a lot of great aspects- unfortunately money is not one of them. To help out with expenses, I took a job as a hostess. I was excited for the job, and had a little restaurant experience. Steve, my boss, told me to come at 5 to train on what he thought would be a slow night. I was supposed to just shadow him for a few hours to learn the system.
I showed up to work early, all decked out in my black uniform, ready to master the art of the hostess. I figured that if I could get into Fisher, then this should not be a problem….was I wrong! But with the good weather, coupled with a live band, Steve could only help me for about ten minutes, leaving me to fly solo the rest of the night. I did not anyone’s name or really any of the procedures. However, over the next four hours, people were given tables, they enjoyed a good time, and left happy, and I slowly began to feel less like a chicken with its head cut off.
I went in thinking I was going to have someone to hold my hand, but looking back I realize how naïve I was. This was also my view coming into orientation. I have learned that grad school is not undergrad and also that I am responsible for my abilities. Throughout countless hours of speakers and jumping off a 55 foot pole, orientation has also showed me that feeling like a headless chicken is not necessarily a bad thing, and if you work hard, you can get the successfully get the job done.
Even though I have now realized how much work I am getting myself into, I cannot wait for classes to start soon and to start a new chapter in my life!
Having grown up in Philadelphia, I was always surrounded by culture and different neighborhoods. I have been in C-bus (How the locals call it) for about three weeks now and i haven’t had a moment when i haven’t liked it. My first night after driving a uhaul for 8 hours from Philly, i needed a beer and found Short North to be an excellent fit. The area is just south of campus and offers a wide array of restaurants and shops with a great neighborhood feel. Over the past few weeks I have made it back to the area a few times and have also discovered other areas such as German Village and the Arena District (a place where i think i will spend a lot of time this coming year with fellow classmates as we have already had some great bonding time there). Best of all is that all these neighborhoods with their different offerings are all within a short distance of Campus.
When I was looking for a place to live I wanted to be surrounded by one of these “neighborhoods” but with not having time to make it out to tour buildings I had to search online and found South campus gateway, a new development on the south edge of campus to be a great fit. It offers housing for grad students (mostly law and med) and many restaurants, bars and shops. What makes it perfect for me is that it is a 10-12 min walk from Fisher, saving me the parking “enjoyment” many of my fellow classmates have told me about.
Have to run now, one of my new friends/classmates is coming by to watch Entourage but I’ll keep you updated on the more neighborhoods I visit as I continue to explore my new city.
Since most of other people would probably write about the orientation in their first blogs, I would like to talk about my experience AFTER the orientation first. I got a taste of the huge campus of Ohio State. Yesterday afternoon, I walked on and around the Oval and visited the William Oxley Thompson Memorial Library (the main library of the university). I did not use the word “explored” because there was no way one can touch all the details of the two places in an afternoon. I doubt a whole day is enough, either.
It was the geocaching game in orientation the day before that initiated my trip. The MAcc class was divided into teams of six and the teams competed with each other to collect stickers from various locations, using a handy GPS. I had driven through the campus several times before, but didn’t realize until the game how large the campus is and how many places I had missed. So there I walked. I was first stunned by the library, the most transparent I’ve ever seen—glass ceilings, crystal-clear windows in the reading room, the two-story see-through reception hall, and the most distinctive, the glass-shielded stack shelf area that looks like a giant glass cube “floating” in the middle of the library building.
Walked out from the library, the breeze at the Oval was soft and refreshing. Watching squirrels chasing one another, digging holes and chewing nuts; spotting dogs with tennis or frisbee in their mouth; enjoying being embraced by the greens…I found myself got lost in the Oval (too bad). Is it because I love the geocaching game so much that I was given a chance to do it again?!
After trying different directions and walking a long distance, I managed to locate a bus-stop and arrived home safe and sound. The blissful feeling from my “exploration” was hurt a bit by the Google map, indicating the campus area I reached was barely one tenth of the whole campus. I won’t post the pictures of the Oval, because that was how I underestimated the Oval’s size. Come check it out and feel it yourself. Don’t imagine the size of a football field, that’s not even close. Think about multiple ones!
But I do want to share the joy of winning the geocaching game, oh yeah, we won! Here’s the prize—a scarlet Fisher mug! Go Team One, we are the best!