Francine and Ski Puskarich
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Syosset, NY
So here I am in Syosset, NY, preparing for a full slate of interviews with Honeywell scheduled to start at 8am tomorrow. I'm still unsure of how I feel about this company, but one of the reasons I'm here, I'm sure, is my relationship with V. and, in turn, hers with my prospective boss, Yvonne Hao. I've done all the routine MBA pre-interview diligence, i.e. downloaded relevant articles from Lexis Nexis and steeled myself for possible case interviews. Being that I'm not quite convinced yet about my potential future at Honeywell, I decicde to take the evening off and spend some time with Dana's parents.
The original thought was to meet them for dinner, but my schedule made that impossible, and I only managed to show up at their place at 9:30pm. Ski's just like I remembered him: full of life, and he has that unmistakeable wry married-guy wit--the kind Andre had. No wonder I liked him immediately. I met him at the Navy tailgate, and though the fact that he showed up with $50 worth of meat would have been enough to make him any MBA's best friend, he accomplished that by just being a plain, ordinary good guy. Dana's clearly her daddy's daughter, and Ski's all too willing to spoil her. But he's such a genuine guy that I liked him immediately.
So as I show up at the door, I don't know what to expect. Ski's recovering from quintuple bypass surgery just two weeks ago. I though I'd see a frail guy, moving slowly and gingerly from chair to chair. But he's not like that at all. He's up, and just as full of life as ever.
Francine, Dana's mom, is cheerful, smiling and good-hearted--a complete sweetheart. Their home is, to put it mildly, a visual rape--filled with framed pictures of their daughter at various stages of her life. Though this is somewhat fetishistic, these people are so kind and good-hearted that I can't hold it against them. For all the ills that plague Dana as an MBA, no one can say she doesn't mean well as a human being. She, like her parents, is a kind, good-natured uncomplicated person.
So they took me to a local diner, and we all had a great time. I'd love to see them again, if only so that I can get Ski to cook me up a nice steak and tell me more stories of his 5-star Jets tailgates.
Wherever you are, Ski and Francine, thanks for the great time.
Nic
So here I am in Syosset, NY, preparing for a full slate of interviews with Honeywell scheduled to start at 8am tomorrow. I'm still unsure of how I feel about this company, but one of the reasons I'm here, I'm sure, is my relationship with V. and, in turn, hers with my prospective boss, Yvonne Hao. I've done all the routine MBA pre-interview diligence, i.e. downloaded relevant articles from Lexis Nexis and steeled myself for possible case interviews. Being that I'm not quite convinced yet about my potential future at Honeywell, I decicde to take the evening off and spend some time with Dana's parents.
The original thought was to meet them for dinner, but my schedule made that impossible, and I only managed to show up at their place at 9:30pm. Ski's just like I remembered him: full of life, and he has that unmistakeable wry married-guy wit--the kind Andre had. No wonder I liked him immediately. I met him at the Navy tailgate, and though the fact that he showed up with $50 worth of meat would have been enough to make him any MBA's best friend, he accomplished that by just being a plain, ordinary good guy. Dana's clearly her daddy's daughter, and Ski's all too willing to spoil her. But he's such a genuine guy that I liked him immediately.
So as I show up at the door, I don't know what to expect. Ski's recovering from quintuple bypass surgery just two weeks ago. I though I'd see a frail guy, moving slowly and gingerly from chair to chair. But he's not like that at all. He's up, and just as full of life as ever.
Francine, Dana's mom, is cheerful, smiling and good-hearted--a complete sweetheart. Their home is, to put it mildly, a visual rape--filled with framed pictures of their daughter at various stages of her life. Though this is somewhat fetishistic, these people are so kind and good-hearted that I can't hold it against them. For all the ills that plague Dana as an MBA, no one can say she doesn't mean well as a human being. She, like her parents, is a kind, good-natured uncomplicated person.
So they took me to a local diner, and we all had a great time. I'd love to see them again, if only so that I can get Ski to cook me up a nice steak and tell me more stories of his 5-star Jets tailgates.
Wherever you are, Ski and Francine, thanks for the great time.
Nic
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