brown bag
So I found out today that Dooney and Bourke makes lunchbagsMe: Hey, do you want one? I'll get it for you since it's kinda cute.
Jen: No, I'll be throwing out the trash, and when I get back, it'll be gone.
Me: Hmm...then I'll have to get it for you so once it's gone, you can stand up on the lunch table and scream, "All right. Which one of yo' ghetto asses stole my lunch bag. Ma lunch bag. C'mon y'all."
Jen: Haha. Ghetto asses.
Sigh, good old Pway. Another big culture shock about being in Princeton is how people trustingly leave their stuff around. As I walk around in Frist, I see ipods and laptops on tables all alone. People leave their backpacks outside the dining hall. And once, as I was entering CJL (note: cannot bring bookbags inside), I clutched so hard to my bookbag that the lunchlady gave me a knowing "mmmmhmmm." She knows the deal.
Though I wouldn't exactly consider this a type of "street smart," I can't help but laugh every time I hear a popped-collar rich kid whining about his stuff getting stolen. I honestly can't imagine what high school would've been like without weekly fights in the hallway, bomb threats, lockdowns, and freaky people stroking your hair. So, forget "Beauty and the Geek" as a social experiment. What I'd like to see is how a preppy kid from Exetor would survive in the Camden public school system.
posted by Tiffany @ 10:50 PM
1 Comments:
well..."trading places" with dan akroyd is a pretty good version of the events, only with old people. and "save the last dance" kind of too. mostly, the kid will be shot in 2 days. i guess that's why haven't made movies about it.
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