Quan Cheng (Jack) Xie
Qcx201 | N14077607
Business Practicum: Reflective Essay This summer, I have experienced all the trials and tribulations of a ten-week internship at the true and glorious Deloitte Tax LLP. I was assigned to the Multistate Tax division, which mainly serves clients with their state tax compliance and tax consulting. During the term of my internship, I was put a single-client team within Multistate that served the Blackstone Group, our division’s largest engagement client. My daily responsibilities were to support the team in whatever tasks they are able to delegate to the interns, to pressure my team for tasks to delegate to the interns, to not make trouble (so not to jeopardize a return offer), and to watch and learn. The …show more content…
The facility itself was impressive—three-star buffet meals; sleek, modern office-classrooms and king-sized single-bed rooms; unlimited Starbucks and refreshments of all variety—almost ostentatiously so, and a logistical and infrastructural feat. Deloitte University is the physical embodiment of the investment that the firm puts into its people, and every year they fly the national intern class out to Westlake for three days to network and attend a “business chemistry” seminar on the art of relationships—for technical training was perhaps beyond the scope of a three-day intern conference--to let them experience the investment first-hand. As it was with the regular working days, perhaps the best part was spending time with co-workers, not necessarily in the essence of the endeavor itself. But that is more than likely a conclusion of my own callowness, which with time I hope will mature or …show more content…
For the full-time staff, those hours stretch longer depending on the work cycle, and although in school there is much talk of the daily life of working the hours of these jobs, it is something that can only be understood through the grind and the toll, through rubbing the eyes and the shutting down and the quick goodbyes, the walk down the hall to the elevator on the Friday night, and on the way home watching the darkness of night close upon the streets. That is not to say you cannot learn that in class, for there are late nights there too, but the feeling is not the same, and perhaps the feeling, from one to the next, at the core of it, is all a person lives
Qcx201 | N14077607
Business Practicum: Reflective Essay This summer, I have experienced all the trials and tribulations of a ten-week internship at the true and glorious Deloitte Tax LLP. I was assigned to the Multistate Tax division, which mainly serves clients with their state tax compliance and tax consulting. During the term of my internship, I was put a single-client team within Multistate that served the Blackstone Group, our division’s largest engagement client. My daily responsibilities were to support the team in whatever tasks they are able to delegate to the interns, to pressure my team for tasks to delegate to the interns, to not make trouble (so not to jeopardize a return offer), and to watch and learn. The …show more content…
The facility itself was impressive—three-star buffet meals; sleek, modern office-classrooms and king-sized single-bed rooms; unlimited Starbucks and refreshments of all variety—almost ostentatiously so, and a logistical and infrastructural feat. Deloitte University is the physical embodiment of the investment that the firm puts into its people, and every year they fly the national intern class out to Westlake for three days to network and attend a “business chemistry” seminar on the art of relationships—for technical training was perhaps beyond the scope of a three-day intern conference--to let them experience the investment first-hand. As it was with the regular working days, perhaps the best part was spending time with co-workers, not necessarily in the essence of the endeavor itself. But that is more than likely a conclusion of my own callowness, which with time I hope will mature or …show more content…
For the full-time staff, those hours stretch longer depending on the work cycle, and although in school there is much talk of the daily life of working the hours of these jobs, it is something that can only be understood through the grind and the toll, through rubbing the eyes and the shutting down and the quick goodbyes, the walk down the hall to the elevator on the Friday night, and on the way home watching the darkness of night close upon the streets. That is not to say you cannot learn that in class, for there are late nights there too, but the feeling is not the same, and perhaps the feeling, from one to the next, at the core of it, is all a person lives