Meeting other graduates. You tell them where you went, then you see a spark in their eyes and a lift in their posture. They go, "Oh! Me too. So you got out alive, eh?"
It's not enough that a spirit combining self-deprecation and unbelievable pretentiousness about the nature of their education pervades life at the UofC. Or that this feeling is nurtured throughout graduation (no contingency for rain! That's how hardcore we are). But--this feeling has to apparently dominate every future interaction with other graduates.
I guess I could just avoid such people--but they're everywhere!
Ok--enough Chicago rants, back to regularly scheduled rants.