"A good day is a day in which I decide to put on pants"

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Ivy league of their own..

On the bus in route to New Haven with a crowd of MIT kiddies in route Yale.

At first I was like "cool! A group of boys that I get to awkwardly stare at in hopes that our interaction will lead beyond the 'is this the line for the 7:15 bus' "

Somewhere around Framingham, I gave up hope that I would be meeting my soul mate on the Mega Bus.

Topics of conversation among the group:
- What was your high school robot club like?
- What was your biggest accomplishment in the 5th grade?
- 9% of my high school went to Harvard. And only 5 kids went to Yale. Most of the hockey team went to Dartmouth.
- Do you guys think that there is laser tag near Yale?!

...well, 9% of my high school have criminal records. Only 5 kids left the state for college. And most of the hockey team wouldn't be able to tell you where Dartmouth is located.

Laser tag was my chance to join the conversation (clearly didn't want to start by bragging about my high school robot club) but I think the Life&Style mag in hand would have blown my cover for lack of intelligence.

At least significant intelligence. I don't think that my knowledge of Kim Kardashians' sex life would help me in a conversation about quantum physics and blah blah blah.

Back to 'Who wore it best' I go.