A Public Service Announcement For All Harvard Students
It should really go with out saying, but when someone from Harvard coyly tells you they “go to school in Boston,” rather than just saying that school’s name, they deserve all sorts of awful things. All sorts. Since the conversation never actually stops there, it ultimately amounts to a multi-step humblebrag of the highest/lowest order, and we hate you already, Harvard reader, for even thinking about it.
It’s probably true that Ivy Leaguers of all stripes feel, to varying degrees, self-conscious about broadcasting their collegiate pedigree. Even so, we get the impression that actively concealing it is, by and large, an invention of Harvard. Let’s pick a few names out of a hat and test that hypothesis:
- Yale: “What’s this ‘humility’ you speak of?”
- Princeton: It doesn’t really conceal anything to say “I go to school in Princeton, NJ.”
- Penn: Faces the opposite problem entirely — people following up with questions about Joe Paterno.
- Cornell: LOL
Just in case this distinctly Harvardian conversational strategy required any more rumination, the Crimson’s Wyatt Troia ably explains why the “tactless Harvard custom needs to stop” :
If you are speaking to anyone but the most disinterested conversation partner, you will be questioned further until the truth finally comes out: “I go to Harvard.” This is when it gets really awkward. Now your acquaintance knows you were trying to conceal that you go to Harvard, and will assume this is because you didn’t want to hurt his or her simple feelings about being so much stupider than you. You’ve succeeded, by trying to avoid looking arrogant and condescending, in exhibiting both qualities.
Perish the thought! Wyatt continues:
While I hope that most of the time this habit is the result of well-meaning consideration for others’ feelings, the tone of voice used by some students when prevaricating about their college indicates that they get some kind of satisfaction from what they consider their own personal form of noblesse oblige.
Snap! How ’bout dem apples?
