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Originally Posted by Army Wife'79
Your Greek letters down here are like the difference in driving a Mercedes or a old rusted out jalopy. For 99% of the posters on this thread they may as well be in Happy Rainbow Pony Land if they think it's not like this. Yes, unfortuately a stigma is placed on the "Mom" who, Bless her heart, couldn't even see to it that her D got into the right group. Women have stopped attending Junior League and charity functions after an unsuccessful rush for their daughters. I've only been here 2 years but I've overhead enough at social functions to realize there is Greek and there is "Southern Greeks".
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Sort of what I was thinking.
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Overall, though, it's the bigness of the car that counts the most. Because when something bad happens in a really big car – accidentally speeding through the middle of a gang of unruly young people who have been taunting you in a drive-in restaurant, for instance – it happens very far away – way out at the end of your fenders. It's like a civil war in Africa; you know, it doesn't really concern you too much. - P.J. O'Rourke
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