Welcome to the building of possibilities.
As you enter the TRSM, business students corner you with pitches. As you hear words like “Stats,” “Entrepreneurs” and “Pitch,” Chad, Chid, Chod, Chud, Ched, Chyd and Brad will not stop hounding you about the “endless possibilities of the untapped market”. You eventually die. That’s what happens when you go to the TRSM. Idiot.
