Say you were out in a bar on a random Monday, and you met a lovely young lady, and she had her beer goggles sufficiently affixed enough to actually give you her phone number, and you don’t actually know anything about her other than how old she is and what she does for a living. Well, when you call her and she actually agrees to go out on a date with you, you’re probably in for an interesting evening of “getting to know you.”
But when you find out her educational background and aspirations, and respond with “wow, you’re so smart! I never went to school, I’m a painter” she doesn’t have a lot to say to that. Though I can tell you what she’s thinking…
Some people are book smart, some people are life-smart. And it’s inevitable that people in one group are bound to be intimidated by people in the other. Don’t be.
While I need to be able to identify with both my friends and partners on some sort of intellectually stimulating level, and would prefer not to date a drop-out or a burn-out with no direction or aspiration in life, I don’t need someone with any sort of pedigree, or letters behind their name.
But putting yourself down because I might have letters behind my name – that’s just not cool.
You be you. That’s all I ask.
Also, if you are a girl out on a random Monday and meet a nice guy in a bar, maybe consider your blood-alcohol level before giving out your number…