As always, I'm trying to catch up on old events that happened. Here's post #1 about my Omaha trip in April. More posts to come.
So I took a little trip to Omaha, Nebraska. I went with Beta Alpha Psi, the accounting honors society, and we went to meet Warren Buffet on Friday. Everyone was supposed to travel on their own here, and I have no idea what got into me when I booked the plane ticket to arrive here at 10:30 am Thursday. My first flight was at 5:50 am! At least the hotel room was ready, so I got in early and was able to just relax.
Stacie and I went to
Anthony's for lunch. It's interesting because the food here is different. I guess I've never been west of the Mississippi, except all the way out in California. Stacie and I both got steak - Omaha steak is famous, right? We both started with a polish sausage and potato soup. It was vinegary and really good.

Then I had this wonderfully marbled ribeye topped with whiskey sauce. Delicious!

Stacie had a steak! Even though she said she wouldn't! Look at how happy she looks to be eating it.

All in all, that was a very satisfying lunch. We had to walk a block over to the restaurant, which isn't bad if they had sidewalks. We had to walk under an interstate overpass, and over some railroad tracks (on an overpass), all walking on the median, since that was the closest thing they had to a sidewalk. At least we survived.
We then went back to the hotel and I took a very satisfying nap. I've been running on 2 hours of sleep in the last 2 days (not because of anything productive though). Then we went out to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner. By this time, a bunch more people are here, so there was 8 of us in total that went. Stacie and I split an entree (Pasta da Vinci) since they're huge, but I got my own cheesecake (Kahlua Cocoa Coffee). I can never turn down their cheesecakes. So delicious!

How can you possibly turn this down?
That was it of Thursday. I know, we're so adventurous. Seriously though, I couldn't figure out anywhere to go in Omaha, so we just went went back to the hotel and got to sleep early-ish. I was in bed by 10:30 pm, but then knitted until about midnight before sleeping. Hey, I turned the heel in my sock!
On Friday morning, we got up at about 7 am and had breakfast downstairs in the hotel. It was a really nice buffet complete with omelettes and all. Then, we got on a bus to go to the
Nebraska Furniture Mart to take a tour and hear about their management philosophy.
Before I go off on the Furniture Mart, I have to go off on Duke and MIT. Let me just say that I'm not impressed. They're the 2 other schools that brought groups on this trip to see Warren Buffet, so the 3 groups did stuff together all Friday. UT was the first school at the Furniture Mart, so we waited for them to show up. They weren't late or anything, we just happened to be there first. I think Duke was the school that walked in first, and there were definitely at least a few ladies that are dressed
a little inappropriately. Super-mini skirts, sun dresses, you name it. I was shocked. Surely, if you can get into Duke, you had better sense than dress like that? At least that's what I assumed. So professionalism is definitely not tied to SAT scores (or parents' wallets).
Thankfully, MIT came dressed a little nicer. I don't think I remember any major fashion faux pas from them. They were late though, but just a little. Really, I can't even blame them, since I'm the queen of late (ahem).
Another thing I really noticed, which reminded me why I refused to go to either school (or most Ivy's, for that matter), is how the Asians clump together. I don't know what it is with some of them, but when they get in a large group, suddenly they feel like they have to group together. It doesn't matter if each of them are perfectly assimilated otherwise, they can't seem to let go of each others' presence when there's more than 3 there. Wow. I was totally surprised at how non-social the Asian(-Americans) at either school were with the rest of their own school. Not only that, most of them insisted on speaking Chinese/Japanese/Korean on the whole trip. Really? You're in America going to an English speaking school going on a trip with a bunch of English speakers. Um.. Warren Buffet speaks English.
Nothing against them. I hope they succeed in whatever they're going to do in the future. I'm just glad I didn't get stuck at a school with a bunch of Asian(-Americans) that I feel obligated to socialize with, and then corner myself into this microcosm and not know anyone else on campus. I'm quite glad that I've been able to make friends of all sorts of backgrounds where I am. Ivys and all the big name schools just have too many Asian(-Americans), and that's just not where I wanted to be. (Plus I totally reject the name brand obsession Asian culture has, but that's a discussion for another day).
... end soapbox rant ... back to regularly scheduled blogging ...
So, the furniture mart. It's owned by Berkshire Hathaway, and thus Warren Buffet. The president gave us a little rundown of the history of the store and what their business strategy is. The business was started by his grandmother (yes, grand
mother) back in the great depression. They did so well that they kept expanding, and here they are as the largest volume furniture store in America. Of course, the fact that it was started up by a business woman makes my little feminist heart happy. I appreciated the company more because of that.
The store itself is quite an amazing place - huge - and cheap! I wished I had the time (and money) to shop around, since I found quite a few things that I wanted just standing there in one spot looking at the furniture. We also got to walk over to their electronics section, which was like Best Buy on steroids 8 times. Huge. Bright. Lots of shining lights and flashing screens and drool all over all the gadgets and toys that I want. Not just iPods, computers, GPSes, Blackberries, but also laundry machines, and Kitchen Aids, and great cooking goodnesses. Sigh, it's a sign that I'm getting old and grown up and boring every day that I find these things exciting. Seriously, do I need to get excited about laundry machines? (well, actually, yes, since I need to buy one soon-ish. But it's still sad admitting it).