“Hey you,” I yell to the man strolling in a purple shirt about 15 feet ahead of me. He slows down. I think I’m going to reel him in, but he speeds up again to New York City walking pace. With some gusto I shout, “Hey you, in the purple.” He stops, turns around, and is greeted by my smile.
I should clarify that this wasn’t just any purple shirt; he was wearing a Northwestern purple shirt. As a fellow alum, I wanted to introduce myself. I found out that we lived in the same freshman dorm and both studied economics. He was looking for finance opportunities in New York City, and knowing some people in the space, I facilitated introductions for him that evening.
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