It’s amazing how, after only one semester of business school, I’ve already started to understand some of the language of business. Listening to NPR on the way to a Super Bowl party with my wife today, we heard a jobs report, followed by a discussion over energy policy. My wife reached to change the channel, and I asked her to wait a second, because I was actually understanding what they were talking about! This is huge!
Not that I didn’t understand that more jobs were good and energy was somehow related to how much I paid at the pump, but as a result of the Managerial Macroecnomics class I’m in now, I began to explain to my wife about why West Texas crude being high could be seasonal, and we could (probably) expect it to come down by the end of the year. This brought on a discussion of oil from shale… By the time we reached the party, her eyes had glazed over, reminding me that she’s a saint for pretending like she cares.
A little success, even when it’s as small as beginning to speak the language of business is kind of fun for this old theology student. Maybe, I’ll consider myself a real business student too…