SpeedoGuy
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I can remember the first time I really felt "out of my league."
It was a weekend during my college years when I made a road trip to visit a high school buddy who was attending an Ivy League type university. Talk about feeling inadequate! I was nothing more than the son of a Navy Department electrician and I attended a commonplace urban state university in California. I hadn't been schooled in Paris or skied the Alps or visited the Isles of Greece. My family didn't own an internationally known trading house and my uncle didn't sit on the President's cabinet. I felt very out of place among all the wealthy, confident, well bred, well dressed, beautiful, academically gifted inhabitants of the dorm my buddy lived in. No one ever belittled me (at least not to my face) but I knew I had no business hanging with that crowd. My friend and I gradually drifed apart after that weekend.
Yah. Out of my league.
It was a weekend during my college years when I made a road trip to visit a high school buddy who was attending an Ivy League type university. Talk about feeling inadequate! I was nothing more than the son of a Navy Department electrician and I attended a commonplace urban state university in California. I hadn't been schooled in Paris or skied the Alps or visited the Isles of Greece. My family didn't own an internationally known trading house and my uncle didn't sit on the President's cabinet. I felt very out of place among all the wealthy, confident, well bred, well dressed, beautiful, academically gifted inhabitants of the dorm my buddy lived in. No one ever belittled me (at least not to my face) but I knew I had no business hanging with that crowd. My friend and I gradually drifed apart after that weekend.
Yah. Out of my league.