Anonymous wrote:LOL - love that this thread was resurrected. That said, good luck to all the families waiting for the mail over the next few days.
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.
i get it!Anonymous wrote:Sitting at a spring training game with my son when wife emailed the news - swigged a sip of beer and quickly calculated 9 years at 40K, then ordered another beer and told him congratulations. He ignored me and asked for cotton candy.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Seriously, OP, do you not have a life???
Was your child accepted to an elite private school?
For those of us who have gotten the gold medal, it is a memorable moment.
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.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I still remember:
Pre-K: It was a cold day. I lived in an apartment and the fat envelope was jammed inside the box. At first I thought it was a magazine, but when I pulled it out, I saw the logo of green children holding hands.
St. Albans: I was having a Christmas open house and my son ran out to get the mail for me. I was holding a tray of stuffed mushrooms when I saw the envelope in his hand...
This is one of the stupidest posts I've ever seen.