Not to brag, but I'm going to brag. I used to be smart. In high school, not only was the smartest kid in the class, I actually had the best grades, too. 98% average, a solid 2% higher than the field. Taking all honors courses. 1510, 99th percentile, on the SAT. Mediocre athlete, but got a bunch of varsity letters. Community service. All sorts of awards. I got into a few pretty good schools. But I refused to even apply to a single Ivy League school. Reason? I learned that Harvard wanted me to interview before I even applied. I decide that they could go screw themselves. Don't get me wrong - I love excellence and achievement. But I'm ridiculous enough to demand that it happen on my terms. If I'm fortunate to have them offer me a job down the road, I'd probably take it. But I wasn't planning on having any of my money go to them. I'm not going to sweat anyone who wants to roll with Harvard. But it definitely wasn't for me.-Chairman
I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks and I turned out okay.
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