Between her sophomore and junior years at college, my daughter Laurie
waited tables at a rather seedy steakhouse. One evening she waited on a
well-dressed young couple. In a rather condescending tone, the man
asked her, "Have you ever thought of going to college?"
"Actually, I DO go to college," Laurie replied.
"Well, I went to Harvard," he said, surveying the restaurant, "and I'd
NEVER work in a place like this."
"I go to Vassar," Laurie retorted, "and I'd never EAT in a place like