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

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Anonymous wrote:Vomit. Only a Karen would write this drivel and think it's funny .

You're crazy. These are hilarious.

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Anonymous wrote:Too many posts on here are fake lately.

Isn't that the idea? At least, I hope so.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Vomit. Only a Karen would write this drivel and think it's funny .

Karen says it's not funny!

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Anonymous wrote:Too many posts on here are fake lately.

Oh, no... the Millenniums arrived!

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Somewhat kills me to know the hallway my Dad was standing in when he handed we a circular tube from MIT was redone and doesn't resemble my old home. Regardless, he was standing in the hallway. He also went to an Ivy league school that I got into and said, nah, go to MIT.

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Anonymous wrote:Too many posts on here are fake lately.

Isn't that the idea? At least, I hope so.

SO disturbing that some have ZERO sense of humor. Can't recognize Satire when it smacks them in the face!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Somewhat kills me to know the hallway my Dad was standing in when he handed we a circular tube from MIT was redone and doesn't resemble my old home. Regardless, he was standing in the hallway. He also went to an Ivy league school that I got into and said, nah, go to MIT.

This is about what you were doing when your child got into an elite school(and it's all a joke).
Congrats on MIT though.

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Anonymous wrote:I was waiting by the front door of my significantly overleveraged house, which has 5 bedrooms in the 20016 zipcode but which has no furniture except in the front room in case someone visits. For the entire month of March, I had taken to wearing Depends Undergarments, so I could stand by the mailbox uninterrupted for the 12 hour window during which mail could conceivably be delivered. Each morning at 7 I donned a suitably WASPy Lilly Pulitzer dress so that if someone from Beauvoir had surveillance cameras on me, I looked appropriately attired for the big moment.

I walked out to the box and looked to see if any of my 20016 neighbors were watching me, and opened it. Inside I saw a fatish white envelope. My heart started to pound frantically, and I remember thinking, "I'm going to freaking ram this up the ass of the March of Dimes if this is some solicitation from them..."

There are some really good ones here...

I love this old thread and look forward to revisiting it every year.

But this one with the March of Dimes literally makes me laugh out loud every time I read it.

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Too many posts on here are fake lately.

Isn't that the idea? At least, I hope so.

SO disturbing that some have ZERO sense of humor. Can't recognize Satire when it smacks them in the face!

It is disturbing. It’s Millennial. They take themselves way too seriously and have no sense of humor. Always exceptions of course, but as a group, they lack the self-awareness it takes to laugh at themselves. They are a nightmare to manage.

[Anonymous]

I love this thread and I have kids in hs. People have no idea from the olden days and yes I did drive around to see where the mail truck was.

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Checking the email/mailbox because I never went Ravenna. I waited to get an email or letter in the mail.

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When I found out my child was accepted to Sidwell, I was thinking "Oh crap, now my kid has to go to Sidwell."

After several years there, we realized that I was incorrect. My kid did not have to go to Sidwell and went elsewhere, which made the entire family happier.

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Anonymous wrote:Checking the email/mailbox because I never went Ravenna. I waited to get an email or letter in the mail.

Yeah, Ravenna has taken some of the breathless anticipation out of the whole process.

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Anonymous wrote:Checking the email/mailbox because I never went Ravenna. I waited to get an email or letter in the mail.

Yeah, Ravenna has taken some of the breathless anticipation out of the whole process.

Oh, I don’t know. I was useless the day acceptances were sent. Waiting breathlessly as I clicked on Ravenna repeatedly through the day.

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Anonymous wrote:I was polishing my Harvard ring in my great great grandmother's federal-period wing chair. My semi-regular cleaning lady/nanny Lourdes from Guatemala brought in the mail before feeding my three children lunch and taking them to Volta Park for a few hours, the time I needed daily to get important shopping errands done. I was so excited I dropped my Harvard ring and it bounced in the fireplace, and Lourdes had to crawl in and find it.