I don’t need a lot of convincing
Going into the weekend, I had plans to go out on Friday and Sunday while Saturday would be focused on work. This was a solid plan until my buddy Stephe asked if I wanted to go out on Saturday.
My buddy Stephe used to be an accountant for a large accounting firm and now works for a major bank. I currently do not have a post-graduation job lined up. Stephe said he was going to a bar with some other people. One of the ways I talked myself into going out on Saturday - despite going out on Friday and plans for Sunday - was that meeting Stephe’s friends could be a way to network, possibly leading to a job. I am dead serious when I say that this was one of the ways I justified going out on Saturday night.
So I went out and met Stephe’s friends. I have no idea what they do.

