Every week when I was a sorority girl
We were required to play bridge with our "older" sisters
elite women married to elite men, perfectly coiffed and beaded,
perfect small talk, perfect lessons--we were perfectly "groomed"
to take our place at the tables of the country clubs, bridge clubs
and junior league chapters everywhere.
College life was merely a passenger-less plane in a "holding pattern"--
To learn those crucial things that would really get us somewhere--
like developing the perfect bridge game
choosing the right petit for server
not wearing white before Easter, nor after labor day
having your belt match your shoes
cultivating the right crystal collection to match your china
and the perfect mulch for your petunias....
they should have taught us the difference
between a hedge fund and t-notes
how to look the mechanic in the eye and say "Bullshit"
and mean it
how to pick the cheapest and best divorce attorney
how to raise boys alone
how to be in three places at once
they should have taught us these things
because I never liked playing bridge anyway....
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