I’d Rather be Driven

You run into one brick wall and you’re labelled for life. Such has been my experience driving in Ireland. Let’s get one thing clear: the whole steering wheel on the right, driving on the left thing still freaks me out. It’s seems unnatural and (yes I’ll say it) a little unwholesome too. Caution – Puritanical, American judgement at work.

So for the time being I’m content getting lifts from other people and letting them worry about the driving. It’s probably for the best though. One time in high school I got lost on the way home and ended up twenty miles from my house. Oops.

When it comes to my career however, I’m not so keen to let others do the driving. That’s part of my reason for doing this programme in the first place. I didn’t want to feel like a casual, passive observer of my own life anymore. Instead of floating along and muddling through I wanted an active role in where my career was heading.

I started asking myself if the path I was on was really where I belonged. Just asking the question feels a bit daunting. Should I be questioning myself? Isn’t it safer to stay where you are? For me the answer was yes to both. It’s the next set of questions that led me to where I am now. The questions and answers are different for everyone. My answers told me it was time to make a change in an active way because I wasn’t satisfied with my complacency.

There is still much work to be done. I don’t have a clear route yet in my career journey but I have the map* out and I’m trying to plot a course. Google Maps does not exist for this trip. I have to do it the old fashioned way. Surely there will be unexpected detours along the way but I’m driving myself and enjoying the ride.

*For anyone younger than 25 reading this: a map used to be a depiction of the world on paper. Paper was a material made from trees that was used for writing or drawing. And writing was a method of communication pre-dating typing and texting.

Anthony Downs

Full-time MBA 2014


Reflecting through Limericks

As a conclusion to the first semester of the MBA, please enjoy this trio of limericks.

Reflections on Semester One

Time flies by so quickly. It’s hard to believe.

Seven modules are done, and now some reprieve.

After many hours of study

With a group or a buddy

Seems like yesterday we first met with Niamh.

New Colleagues and Friends

There once was a guy from the States

In Ireland he made some great mates

At the start of the year

Had a loneliness fear

But now he gives thanks to the Fates.

Ode to Kerrygold*

My friends oft hear when I start to mutter,

“I just really need some of that butter.”

After days good or bad

What can perk up a lad?

The thought gets my heart going aflutter.

With a colour so gold and yellow

My taste buds can’t help but say, “Hello”

I haul out the tub

Give bread a quick rub

And presto, I’m one happy fellow.

I have travelled thousands of miles

To the emeraldest of  isles

And the best thing I’ve found,

I could eat by the pound

Is Kerrygold. It’s always worthwhile.

Anthony Downs

FT MBA 2014

*The author has no affiliation with Kerrygold. He’s just an enthusiastic consumer.

A Holiday Eve Poem

A Holiday Eve Poem

Twas days until Christmas

And throughout Smurfit

The staff were trying

To not just forfeit

The hallways were quiet

Exams had completed

It’d be a new year

Before they were repeated

The students were off

Enjoying Gal-way

Staff longed for Monday

When came their holiday

Then into the office

Arose such a clatter

Twas Brian Marrinan

Looking for some chatter

“Now Orla! Hey Peter!”

Quips with Roisin and Shan

He brought Christmas joy

Through MBA-land

They all got to work

Prep-ping for sem. 2

Like elves, quick and neat

Leaving nothing to do

Orla left th’ office

And turned out the lights

Saying, “Merry Christmas to All!

And to all a good night!”


Shannon Coco

MBA Programme Administrator