What were you doing the moment you found out your child was accepted to an elite private school?

[Anonymous]

Feeding campaign to my riding horse.

[Anonymous]

I was at the slot machines in Vegas. No joke. I was there for a conference.

[Anonymous]

On a plane on my way to New Orleans for work. I had crappy internet but eventually got to my email. I had one reject and one acceptance.

[Anonymous]

Sitting at a tax law conference listening to the former Commissioner of the IRS speak. As soon as I got the email, I walked up to the stage, interrupted him, and announced the good news to the entire audience. Needless to say they were all just thrilled and we stopped the conference and started celebrating that instant.

[Anonymous]

I broke out into a song and dance. Chipmunks smiled and did backup grooves. Birds landed on my shoulder.

I felt just like a Disney princess!

But then I had to sell my tiara to pay the tuition....

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I was in the middle of a combination liposuction and hair highlighting. I emerged thin and blond and with a perfect child.

hahahahahaha

[Anonymous]

I'm so sorry for all of you who learned of DC's acceptance online or via USPS (((SHUDDER))).

When I awoke that morning, the HOS of Larla's #1 pick brought me freshly squeezed orange juice, a newspaper and the news that DD was accepted! then she asked who Larla would like in her class (we both had a good laugh).

It was just lovely.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm so sorry for all of you who learned of DC's acceptance online or via USPS (((SHUDDER))).

When I awoke that morning, the HOS of Larla's #1 pick brought me freshly squeezed orange juice, a newspaper and the news that DD was accepted! then she asked who Larla would like in her class (we both had a good laugh).

It was just lovely.

19:55 from page one, is that you?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm so sorry for all of you who learned of DC's acceptance online or via USPS (((SHUDDER))).

When I awoke that morning, the HOS of Larla's #1 pick brought me freshly squeezed orange juice, a newspaper and the news that DD was accepted! then she asked who Larla would like in her class (we both had a good laugh).

It was just lovely.

What!? My OJ was not fresh and it was yesterday's newspaper but hey she got in. Hoping your DD picks mine to be in her class!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Happy days...I admit when one has won the gold medal one never forgets.

Pre-K: It was a balmy spring evening. I was drinking a small gin and tonic and stuffing larks' cheeks with jamon iberico when my butler brought me the letter on a silver tray.

St. Albans: It was cold. I was upstairs having my anus bleached. I snorted a little Bolivian marching powder in celebration.

Yale: I was whipping the new maid a rolled-up copy of Horse and Hounds - there had been an unforgivable incident with a Ming Vase. Weather: overcast, light rain later.

Harvard Law School: the butler found me asleep in the stables after a large dose of ketamine. In my drug-induced fog I could barely take in the good news. I must have slept with half of Mclean in the course of the next week.

This is, and will always be, the best post ever on DCUM. It never gets old.

Time to revisit this. Always makes me laugh.

man, sounds straight out of a Bret Easton Ellis book...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I was consulting with a college counselor on what activities would get my son into Harvard! I wouldn't be caught dead with a son who couldn't ge into an IVy. That would be, well, embarrassing! OMG, I get nauseous thinking about schools like University of Michigan. The horror!

Michigan!! I wouldn’t send my maid’s kids there!!

[Anonymous]

IMO this thread should be closed. I can't see anyone ever topping the PK/St. Albans/Yale/HLS post.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Happy days...I admit when one has won the gold medal one never forgets.

Pre-K: It was a balmy spring evening. I was drinking a small gin and tonic and stuffing larks' cheeks with jamon iberico when my butler brought me the letter on a silver tray.

St. Albans: It was cold. I was upstairs having my anus bleached. I snorted a little Bolivian marching powder in celebration.

Yale: I was whipping the new maid a rolled-up copy of Horse and Hounds - there had been an unforgivable incident with a Ming Vase. Weather: overcast, light rain later.

Harvard Law School: the butler found me asleep in the stables after a large dose of ketamine. In my drug-induced fog I could barely take in the good news. I must have slept with half of Mclean in the course of the next week.

This is, and will always be, the best post ever on DCUM. It never gets old.

Time to revisit this. Always makes me laugh.

man, sounds straight out of a Bret Easton Ellis book...

Tears from reading this... so many tears... (of laughter, natch)

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:IMO this thread should be closed. I can't see anyone ever topping the PK/St. Albans/Yale/HLS post.

Agree about the PK/St Albany’s/Yale/HLS Post. But if it were locked, we couldn’t bump it up every year around now. We’d have to link to it, and future generations wouldn’t click on the link and they’d totally miss out.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:This thread is pathetic, but i was boarding a flight to asia.

You need a sense of humor. Pick one up next time you go to Asia.