A&M Career Center
(Note: Margot didn't like the picture on the site so we changed. Check out the picture with Margot on the left and Louise, her roommate, on the right. The picture was taken in their apartment in Rennes, France during Margot's junior year abroad. Louise is 25, Swedish, single, and her father has the largest poulty farm in Sweden. She also gets written up in the Swedish version of "People" for modeling or something. Now if you can just get her away from her boyfriend, Gustav, ...)
While waiting on something to come out of Phil's lead, Margot contacted the A&M job center to tell them never let that Houston recruiting company back on the university site. She also found an open position with a medical company. Health care is a huge, lucrative field fraught with complexity and stupidity. I worked for Quaker Oats and we made Captain Crunch, filed the necessary documents with the FDA, advertised, sold a bunch and worried, a little, about suits over too much sugar in the product. That was basically it. I also worked for a pharaceutical company and health care is much more complicated because the players are the government (FDA, Social Security, Medicare), old people (AARP), companies (Merck, Pfizer), and lawyers. Tons of lawyers. And doctors, some of the most unorganized people on the planet. And everybody wants some of the action.
And that's where the job opening comes in. The business model for the company: form a network of doctors in rural Texas areas and handle the backroom operations (billing, insurance, administrative, leasing) and thus, supposedly, reduce the overall costs for the doctors letting them concentrate on 'deliverying medical care.' A form of medical outsourcing.
The job opening was 'support coordinator' for the doctors, or as I saw it, medical babysitter. My business law professor told us if you want to defraud somebody, try a doctor first. Doctors study hard for a long time, then they work really long hours in some kind of medical Hell Week (I really don't want somebody diagnosing me that is sleep deprived but residents do it all the time) for starvation pay and then suddenly they are out on their own with people throwing money at them. Also, many have a Messiah complex because they save lives, supposedly. My own doctor is an exception being fourth generation doctor so he knew the score going in and, if truthful, would be happier as a professional golfer. Almost good enough but not quite.
The support coordinator handles doctor complaints, organizes board meetings, drafts presentations and supports the sales team. Not real exciting stuff but stuff that, I thought anyway, could translate into a pretty good resume after a year or so that Margot could perhaps parlay into a PR job.
And it paid--$35,000 a year, three weeks vacation, 401(k) with one to one match, basically free medical care and three blocks from her apartment. That's a lot of pluses straight out of school, or almost straight out of school.
So Margot applied, they called and set up an interview. The lady did let one thing drop--they only hired Aggies. I figured this was against some Federal law but ok with me. Got the first interview out of the way and on to the second.
No action on the ad scene but things were going to start heating up. More on Monday.
Louise used to be called 'Lou', before the operation. Helluva guy to have in the scrum too.
Posted by: Ingrat | January 22, 2006 at 08:35 PM