The Importance of an Ivy League Education
“Where did you go to school?”
“HARVARD?!?” she must have thought as soon as I uttered the name of my alma mater. “YOU WENT TO HARVARD?”, she exclaimed again in disbelief as she fully realized the honor of basking in my magnificence. In my argyle sweater and Sperry’s a heavenly light must have, out of nowhere, cast its rays on my presence for I could tell that she was on the verge of getting on her knees to kiss the very floor I trod on. At this point I stood up, combed my hand through my hair, and threw my cape behind me (all the while looking profoundly into the distance). “Enough of this!” I said. “On with it!”
About a week later I was informed that I didn’t get the job.