![]() ![]() I went back to school touched by my experience because it was the first time that I had effectively learned not to judge anyone by appearances. It was something you just knew after talking with him for five minutes. This may sound cliché but he was a man who was going places. I finally got the hype about Bob and why the staff loved him. My theory was that he was nice to them because they weren’t interns and that I couldn’t dare cross that line. Yet, everyone else seemed to love him and I didn’t understand it. I breezed through all of June and most of July that summer without really having to interact with him, but I held on to preconceived notions about him biting my head off if I attempted to say hello. I just assumed that he was mean because he seemed so stern and no nonsense. I never made eye contact with him, and never had to work with him but I was relieved because he made me nervous. He had a distinct, professional and proficient way of pronouncing his name and addressing clients. ![]() When Bob wasn’t in a dash, he was in his office on the phone, making moves. Observing these people dressed in suits, working at a frantic pace was something that took me a while to get used to. I was a teenager experiencing a taste of adult life in the corporate world. Interning for Merrill Lynch was intimidating. I also watched Bob McIlvaine, a new hire that everyone raved about, going in and out of his office, always in a rush. ![]() I spent almost every day of summer 2001 traveling through The Winter Garden to get to work. ![]()
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