Where is Grandma when you need her? When I was young she was there to tell me to take my elbows off the table, or don’t talk with food in your mouth. Well, she is not home anymore. You’ll find most grandmas at the Casino or driving across America in her brand new camping super bus that has a bumper sticker that says “I’m spending my kids inheritance.” So, who is teaching our children manners anymore? Do we even need to know that stuff in this age? Most meals are being had by children stuffing their dirty fingers into a brown paper bag thrown in the back of the seat of the car by Mom who says eat fast you have a soccer game.We need to change that about the stupid Americans. Well, most of us can remain uncouth but our finest human products should have manners, elegance and charm to go along with their superior intelligence. There is a school that agrees with ME and they are attempting to do something about America’s uncouthness.
There is more to life than angular momentum and hydrogen atoms. After all, you can be an absolute genus and still not know witch fork to use at an elegant dinner. So, this college is offering something fun like earning your charm degree. They boast that you can earn a credit per class just to get students to sign up for these classes; up to 6 credits towards your Bachelors Degree. It can’t be bad to learn stuff you are supposed to know anyway.
They teach stuff like how to hold a utensil at a dinner with putting down your fork with the points up on your plate. Do not make noises while you eat. If you want to take a bite of your vegetable you can do it with a knife and can even cut lettuce. They are offering social graces to a student body however unfairly as a bunch of science nerds.
When you are done eating, place your utensils at a 35 degree angle on your plate; then you will have earned your first degrees at MIT. Degrees at Charm School that has existed for 19 years at the college in things like a Doctorate of Chat or a Doctorate in Charm. So, how elegant are you? Burp! Get me another beer no frigin glass.
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