OP-ED: Georgetown Students Are Such Rich, Elitist Snobs
Marissa Moore, GW Student
UGHHHH, I can’t take it anymore. Those Georgetown students are such a bunch of out-of-touch trust-fund babies. They’re so wrapped up in their own little world that they can’t even realize how fucking empty their preppy little lives are. Oh, by the way, do you think I should go with the Dolce and Gabanna or Chanel handbag today? Oh, the Prada one, yeah that one is way cute but I had that 2 weeks ago, that would be so tacky, that would be something a Georgetown slut would do.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was at this little champagne-tasting party last weekend over at Georgetown, and they were eating salted sturgeon and drinking 1997 Dom like it was nothing. I mean, we’ve been making due with 1998, and here they are flaunting their 1997 and not even having the decency to pretend they notice we’re in a recession. That kind of stuff is so gaudy and tasteless.
But, screw them, who wants to be like that anyways? I’m proud of how I grew up. I earned what I got.
Like, my parents didn’t just buy me a BMW on my 16th birthday. I mean, I literally had to continuously ask my dad for two whole months before he went out and got me a 5 series, a fucking 5 series. I wanted the 7 series with the upgraded stereo, but no, I made a sacrifice for my family. Times were tough at one of dad’s private equity firms and with the summer home and the boarding school tuition, we were barely making ends meet.
Those douchebag Georgetown students probably don’t know what that’s like. Seeing your parents sitting in the kitchen, not knowing if they’ll be able to take all six trips to Greece this year or be able to send their kids to an overpriced private university that’s worse than their flagship state school. That sort of thing really gives you perspective on life.
Oh and before I forget, we totally have to hit up the Lacoste store this weekend, they have the cutest dresses coming in. We can take the subway there. That reminds me, Georgetown students just fucking walk and take a cab everywhere, while we use that awful DC public transportation system.
Whatever, at least we’re not a bunch of unrelatable assholes. While they’re isolated in that cutesy Georgetown neighborhood, we wander the hard streets of Foggy Bottom with pride. Fuck you Hoyas. Learn how to pretend to have some humility!
