Tongue-lashings from T

01 Oct, 2004

Ah the bubble of Bronfman High. Honestly, how many of us venture outside the confines of this building?

I know of a few individuals who have never stepped foot inside McGill’s legendary Arts Building, who don’t know what NCS is, who have no idea where FDA is and Schulich, what/who/where the hell is that?

Campus geography is one thing, but when people consciously make a choice to distance themselves from the happenings at our school, it’s kind of pathetic. At least I think so.

You are welcome to disagree with me; you could say that knowing everything and everyone in this tiny hovel that we call Bronfman will expand your horizons sufficiently, but I hate to break it to you, you’re a tad bit sheltered.

Being the atypical Management student that I am, one who chooses to be involved in organisations and events outside of the cafeteria (oh the audacity!) and one who doesn’t wear the Space fb uniform that was once the norm, I find the mentality of a lot of people in our faculty tr√®s amusing.

There is a stereotype of Management students on campus and looking with one foot in the door and the other out, I completely agree with it because, for the vast majority of Bronfmanites, it’s not a stereotype, it’s REALITY!

I decided to look into what people in other faculties think of us. The results were not particularly shocking: hilarious, yes, but groundbreaking, no.

“They are so disconnected from the rest of the school. How many of them even know anything about student politics and student policy issues being discussed on campus? The faculty has secluded the students by putting them all in same building, such that you don’t really have to step outside of Bronfman over a four-year degree. They are also very stuck up; I think they play up to a stereotype that they have been given and feel they must uphold,” said one U3 Political Science and Psychology student. She asked to have her name withheld for what I suspect is the fear of being stabbed to death by the stilettos of crazy cookie-cutter Bronfman girls. But she hit the nail smack on its proverbial head!

“Ah, Management girls! It’s all about LV and the tinkle-tinkle Tiffany’s! You’re going to school to learn, not to show off what Daddy got you for Christmas!” These oh-so-flattering comments came from a very attractive IDS major.

Although I have to disagree: we don’t all look the same! There are some individuals amongst us.

Personally, I do not find a lot of “real” people in our faculty. I am amazed by the superficiality and snobbishness of a lot of people that I have had the misfortune to come across.

Take the example of a certain band of young educators of a certain core class where I met some very interesting and intelligent people, but also a number of what I like to call the “mainstream” Management students.

I find it highly amusing how certain individuals (the operative word here being “certain”) would never say hello in the halls, or would pretend not to have seen me despite having made full-on eye-contact. And there are those that will full on stare at you, know full well who you are and will not even smile in mild recognition!

Maybe I’m just of the old school where people acknowledge each other’s presence and where fundamental social decorum is not something you do when the fancy takes you, but something that is almost mandatory. But hey, that’s just what I consider to be good manners.

Me thinks that these “typicals” probably consider themselves to be hardcore, cut-throat business savvy kids with exceptional brains and good looks, and as a consequence, only deign to speak to the rest of us (equally brilliant and business savvy) when they need something.

The irony of it is that in the big bad world of business, decorum calls for politeness and social courtesy. So even if you don’t like Person X from HR because she isn’t as hip as you are, you must smile and say “hello”, especially if you’re an underling in an entry level position, which most of us will be! So much for your exceptional mental capacity and good looks, your passport to snobbery and superficiality, eh?

I think the structure of our programs and the fact that we have almost all of our classes in Bronfman, save for the trips up to that ghastly Education building, certainly has a part to play in this strange I’m-cooler-than-you phenomena.

We call our home “Bronfman High” and guffaw over it. Think back to your days in high school: this place is a lot like it, especially the social structure.

But it doesn’t have to be. We are after all, at university, a place where individuality and differences should be celebrated. We are fortunate to be at McGill where we can meet so many different people, from all corners of the globe with all kinds of experiences and interests.

We need to embrace these differences and look beyond the superficiality of shoes and purses and whether or not people are into alcohol guzzling activities!

To be fair, I have met some very interesting and “real” people over the course of my journey through the B.Com. People who are still far better dressed than the average McGill student (read grungy Arts kid!), are super-involved in Bronfman activities, and are ridiculously intelligent: but fundamentally, they are very nice people.

They have renewed my faith in Management students. These are the folks I wish that my friends in other faculties could meet so that they would realise that not all of us are snobby and pretentious.

I’m certainly not saying that everybody in our faculty should be a tree-hugger or a humanitarian worker in Rwanda-not at all-but open your eyes a little wider. There is so much more you could be involved in and learn about outside of Bronfman.

And yes, continue to be competitive and be driven to carve out a name for yourself in industry. Go nuts at the Ballroom parties and at 4-to-7, wear nice clothes, get made up and tussle your hair for that just-out-of-bed look. But while you’re at it, don’t forget your manners and think about the image you project.

You’re not considered cool and hip and fun if you’re the ultimate uber-bitch. And that my friends, is the truth of it.

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