You've Been Calling Yourself a Genius Since you Were Seventeen...

The commercial I had the tearful pleasure of seeing on Super Sunday started of with this question: "Do you feel you are not getting the job you deserve because you don't have a high school diploma?" Well, to cut to the chase, they made a point that this 'diploma' was a 'real' high school diploma. I don't understand the discretion. What's the difference? How could there be a more 'real' high school diploma, and what would that merit? From the fry machine to the burger grill? Head Burger Chef? But the gist of this was that they made it a point that you receive a nice certificate diploma and.... AND... a CLASS RING. A class ring. Yes. A class ring. And they showed it all nice in its sterling cubic zirconia beauty. The Conclusion? I felt like crying. Imagine going on a date with a lady who was wearing this very ring in pride, or if your mother enrolled herself in this. Or anyone for that matter. Such sorrow-agh forget it.