On Your Knees, Bitch
That's right. It's time to worship me. Throw your praise on me, lavish me with kind words. Butter me up until I could bathe in it.
Why? What do you mean,
why? You need a reason to cloak me in compliments? Fine. I'll give you a reason.
I'm done with grad school. Yep, that's right. I'm
done. 100% done. Even all paid for, if you can believe it. I am 27yrs old and the proud owner of a brand-new MBA.
It took me four years part-time, maintaining a full-time job the entire time.
All told, I've shelled out about $10,000 out-of-pocket for my degree; the company paid the rest. It's a private school, hence the price-tag. When I started, each course was $1850. Now, they're up to $2250 each. With the tuition cap in place, more of my money was going towards fewer classes. And yet - and yet - I never took out a loan or asked my parents for help.
So, there's your reason. And, if you ask me - it's a damn good one.
Let the praising begin.
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