Apparently it’s not enough to live through the annual indignity of college town life: The week the new students arrive, and they’re all younger, smarter and prettier than they were a year ago.
(You, of course, don’t age. They just get younger.)
But now there’s a new humiliation: Dorm envy.
Think I’m kidding? Then you weren’t one of the 600 or so people who filed through Newell J. Smith Hall during Tuesday’s open house.