“So you went to CalTech?” Asked the bartender, glancing the emblem on my baseball hat.
“Oh, no. I am not that smart,” I replied. “My kid did.”
“I heard they are, like, #2 or #3 in the world in something.”
“NUMBER ONE,” with a wry smile.
“Oh right. MIT is the #2 or #3.”
Yeah, he earned the fat tips.
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