It seems Darden students can’t do anything halfway.
I’ve written before about the outsized number of Type-A personalities in b-school. Usually that high-achieving, uber-competitive side comes out in the classroom, the job hunt or in fights with our significant others.
But sometimes we channel those impulses for good. Like on Halloween. Because no Type A wants to have the worst costume.
The Darden Halloween party was chock full of people in some of the most creative getups I saw all night. There was the OctoMom, with paparazzi in tow. There was a homemade Where the Wild Things Are costume that looked so good Spike Jonze could have used it on set. There was American Gothic, complete with picture frame. There was the Swedish chef, Big Bird and a dozen clever costumes based on Darden in-jokes and puns.
To be honest, I didn’t really appreciate how creative the Darden costumes were until we left the Darden party and ventured into the wider world where the costume quality was … lacking. A guy with a pasted-on flesh wound — and nothing else. A girl walking around in a corset and underwear. Yeah. That takes creativity.
God bless good ol’ Type As.