Sometimes the name gods sprinkle karma on their subjects, and that was certainly the case at a recent athletic event. Let’s set the stage together, shall we?

Dick was a guest in our football suite. He showed little-to-no interest in the game itself. While he wasn’t athletic looking, neither are a lot of fans, like Buffy, who are R.E.A.L.L.Y. into the game. As it turns out, Dick has a Ph.D. in not reading the room (or the names on the door of the people footing the bill for his ticket, food, drinks and more drinks). I’m not sure what his degree is in, but apparently it’s not business. And how do I know this?

Within my earshot, and I’m talkin’ a foot behind me, Dick cornered frat boy Tanner to pontificate ad nauseam about how dumb it is for college students to major in business. No matter where. No matter what. In his *mind*, it makes them boring, and a business degree provides no value in the real world. No real skills. No promise for the future. Things like accounting, finance, marketing and supply chain management – Dick’s list – are an absolute waste of brain power and money.

(Knock knock. Who’s there? Thereal. Thereal who? The real-world economy rooted in business skills, processes and capitalism, leaders of large and small enterprises, critical thinkers, business professionals at all levels and think-tankers who are entrepreneurs, solopreneurs and creativepreneurs, that’s who.)

Being drug down by utter nonsense is enough to make Buffy bitchy, but I’m not because a hard-earned business degree has served me well, both on the corporate side for 10 years and for three decades and counting as a business owner. The cherry on top is the 41-year honor of being surrounded by some incredibly savvy people, many of them armed with a business degree, who most definitely can read the room and know precisely when to keep their mouth shut.