Drunken socializing

So B-School begins. And the ever so famous 'networking-events' kick off. During sessions with conservative amounts of alcohol served by the school and copious amounts consumed by students off-campus we begin to get know our batch mates. I gear up with much excitement. "Finally!", I conclude.
But alas. Down pours a barrage of names, occupations, originations and woeful tales of immigration. I end up confusing people's name's with restaurant names. And the other way around. 
It dawns upon me for the first time - what did I expect out of networking. Superficial knowledge of a person? LinkedIn-depth familiarity with my peers?
Nope. I dream of more.
So an alternate tactic must be used. The drunken nights are fun, but there has to be more. So I turn my gaze to the clubs. A chance to meet over common interests. Perhaps that will serve better?
Let's find out.

Convergent and divergent problem solving

B-school has begun with a series of 'what personality are you' type exercises, which, while supported by fluff, do reveal an interesting bit about our thinking techniques.
Convergent versus divergent problem solving is one of the underlying thinking processes that came to fore. It was interesting to note how one group thinks of the other as well. I suspect there is a fair amount of condescension involved. Along the lines of - 'she's clearly lacking creative ability' and 'he just can't adhere to the rules!'.
Interesting stuff. Helps me better understand AND respect the other lot. I won't reveal where on the spectrum I lie ;)

Yep we're doing this.

Greetings world,
I come in peace, bearing tales of my journey at a top-10 B-School . I maintain a mask of anonymity so I feel free to report truthfully without fear of hurting the brands involved. Hopefully this will go beyond this first post.