Come Network in Stamford!

A vital aspect to being a successful business is the relationship’s built between current clients, prospective clients, and people you meet day to day. You never know who you’re going to meet and any one person can open the door for you or for your business.
Building strong relationships is an excellent way to expand your professional circle, being that each person works in a different industry, allowing you access to various businesses.
In regards to professional relationships, it’s all about quality, not quantity.

Attending networking events is extremely important for employees. Tomorrow, I will be accompanying one of The TNS Group’s Account Managers to “Beyond The Recession”, a small business breakfast and networking opportunity. Joe Connolly, A WCBS / Wall Street Journal Reporter will hosting a panel discussion on how to grow and increase your sales after the economic downturn. Confirmed Panelists include, Wendy Caplan-Carroll, a Constant Contact New York, Joshua Crandall, the founder of Clever Commute on Metro North, David Lewis, President of Operations lnc. Human Resources Outsourcing and Consulting of Stamford, and Mitchell Grossinger Etess, the CEO of Mohegan Sun.
This networking breakfast begins at 7:30 am and ends at 10 am. I think the networking hour will be very beneficial for the attendees. It will give them time to meet other business owners and employees from the Stamford area, being that it‘s at the Stamford Hilton. Hopefully this event will create some opportunities for new clients in the Stamford area.


Stay tuned for feedback on the “Beyond The Recession” Networking Breakfast


Tara McKenna

Studying with Johnny Pizzas

Hey everyone. BAck at ten thirty the next morning studying for that Garden Design Midterm. Its alot more difficult then you would imagine, so stop laughing at me. School here is kinda a joke, but now that its mid terms week, we all are forced to remember that this study abroad program is actually not a four month vacation, but some sort of educational experience. Actually, i take that back. This is a type of school different then any other I have attended thus far. We dont just sit in the class room, but rather absorb the world around us, and become educated culturally. While I cannot say I have added some useless math equation to my general knowledge, I can say that I have learned to appreciate the things around me, as well as enjoy the beauty of Florence. In America, we tend to move too fast with our heads down and our minds solely on the final goal. I.E. Let me study really hard to get an A then forget everything i learned after one hard night of boozing. No. Here it is different. Here everything is slower, and here everything means something. In the smallest alleyway, art can be found, and the little corner shop might just have the best sandwich you've ever eaten. So take my word for it and slow down a little bit back home. You might just find something you never realized was there. And johnny pizzas says cia to everyone reading. He is my friend.

Hello

Hello Everyone. Due to school and work commitments, I have not been able to keep up with this blog as much as I might have hoped. However, that is all going to change. I will be traveling to Florence, Italy, and intend to chronicle my exploits overseas. Think of it as a Fear and Loathing type trip, minus the ether, adrenaline, and salt shaker. I intend to stay in a hostel, fly in Amsterdam, and drink so much wine that my pee pee tastes like grapes. Be sure to stay around and follow me as I bring American to Europe!!!

Newspapers are dead. NOT

A quick little post here before I leave work and get going on my weekend exploits. I take the train into the city two days a week, and have noticed a reoccuring trend. Granted, newspapers are slowly moving into an almost completely online industry, the abilitiy to get the news for fifty cents and keep your self occupied on a train is something that will never go away. Almost half of hte people on the morning train have a paper in their hands. There's just something about that smell of coffee and fresh newspaper ink that gets epople going in the morning. Nothing substancial here, but a worthy observation none the less.

Welcome to the Real World

On Wednesday, I started working at a Public Relations/Marketing firm in the city called the Rosen Group. As soon as I found out I had been awarded this internship, which was only about two weeks before I began, I couldn't wait for it to start. I viewed this as a chance to escape the college life for two days a week, and get on with the rest of my life. The internship is nothing less than I hoped it would be. I am immersed in the public relations culture, calling companies, measuring online data and inputting it into an excel spread sheet. Despite my overall excitement, I came to a stark realization as I was crammed on the Metro North Train at 6:54 A.M: Fairfield is an absolute country club compared to reality.
My two years at Fairfield have been what I thought were hectic, stressful, and an overall hassle in many respects. My first dip into the concrete jungle where I will hopefully spend the majority of my professional career has quickly decimated that original view. Pressure to get work done, being a novice in an office full of veterans, and not having a sure idea of what your doing but doing it anyway have been my routine throughout the workday. I am in a cab at 6:45 am and do not arrive back on campus till after eight. This grueling schedule is not only draining physically, but also financially.
In the past three days I have learned that no matter what happens on the Fairfield campus (aside from power tripping resident assistants and glorified mall security officers better known as public safety) it is a cake walk compared to what awaits us after our final walk down the graduation aisle.

Look Everyone! There's the recession

As a member of a collegiate news media corporation, I am quick to stand behind the society of journalists as one that stands boldly in the face of a tyrannical democracy and does everything in their collective power to learn the truth.
But not this time
A quick glance a a morning paper, a daily news program, or trendy car advertisements will have you hiding your piggy-banks quicker than McCain can declare war. But before you go yank everything out of the market and throw it in the bricks, think about who it is declaring this economic downturn, as seen on site such as this
They key to the growth of the currently slumping economy lies in the pockets of the people. Every dollar spent is one more dollar freely flowing from one hand to another. Once easy spenders are now clamming up on day trips to the mall, vacations, and any major or minor purchases from electronics to the morning grande late. Their irrational impetus for this is the balding heads and make-up overloads blaring from the television.
The broadcast media must realize that they are currently the number one catalyst for the countries economic woes. Quarterly losses, chapter eleven bankruptcies, and jobless Americans have been gracing the screen for months and have caused a widespread financial panic. Instead of always being the dark cloud, highlight some of the gains certain companies have made, the progressions of alternate fuel technology and the strides being made by NASA.
Well NASA is actually a galactic black hole in the national budget, but that's neither here nor there.
There are plenty of thriving, hard working people in the country both young and old that are doing more than holding their own in this supposed economic slump. Let's stop being so starved for news and not run that "What YOU Need To Do To Survive" type program and put something out there that this country is undoubtedly in need of; Confidence

JC

I Rock Fairfield on Two Wheels

Ok so here's a quick question to think about before you read this. Have you noticed how warm it has been out lately? I bet you went home for the long weekend and brought back some cold weather clothes. Unfortunately for you, its still real warm out. Catch my drift yet? The world is getting warmer because of all the CO2 fumes reeking from the mufflers of your all wheel drive, 8 cylinder sport utility vehicles; a.k.a house on wheels.
Now I'm not an environmentalist or anything but I want to know why I'm getting such weird looks from stuck up students when i zip past them on my 21, yeah thats right 2` speed Schwinn bike. Stop hating! My bike gets me anywhere i want to go no campus in under five minutes. It does wonders for my acing ankle, or leg if your Doctor Simon, by providing me with a low impact form of transportation. I can throw my books in my bag, strap my laptop around my back, or throw some stuff in my pockets and be anywhere i want to go before you think of some corny line to say to me when you see me unlocking it.
But the fun doesn't stop here. I take my bike all over the place. I take it to the bank, to CVS, and even to Stop and Shop when i need a few things. When i ride, i always have the right away, never have to adhere to traffic laws, and burn fat instead of the human money pool known as gasoline. You know what else is nice., I never have to do an extra lap around campus looking for a parking spot. My bike is always right outside my door, mere steps from the foot of my bed. And parking tickets, umm last time i checked they don't get put on bikes.
So maybe next time you see a red streak shooting around campus, you'll wave and let me go rather than point laugh and rip some exhaust in my face.
But honesty, I don't care what the hell you do, cause all that money you keep flushing down your gas tank, ill be laughing as i ride to the bank of America and watch my checking account rise like the gallons, and dollars you beg to slow down on the nearest gas pump.

Ride a bike, or take a hike bitch