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I thought maybe I'd open a business school. No student in the history of the Stanford Graduate School of Business has ever come closer to not receiving an MBA than yours truly. I soon realized that the classes were in Palo Alto, and the job was in Boston. But, thanks to some help from TWA and a bizarre willingness on my part to fly on the red-eye, I managed to commute for a semester. After that, a kindly professor decided to stop the madness and just give me the rest of my credits, so graduate I did.