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Succeeding in life has a high degree of difficulty.

I've worked with a lot of people who had useless degrees, but this one hits especially close to home. My wife majored in Anthropology with a concentration in Archaeology, only to find out that they were hiring people with Master's degrees to essentially dig ditches for $10 an hour. She works with spreadsheets now.

Miranda might find some consolation to know that most of the people I worked with in the tech industry also had degrees that weren't related to what became their actual jobs. The college experience is valuable, but the slip of paper they give you at the end may not be.

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When I first wrote this one, the punchline originally referenced Purvous. It occurred to me that would have been punching down, and a shitty and out-of-character thing for Miranda to say, so I changed it to Tracy. But it was also one of the pivotal moments leading up to the decision to do a reboot, where I thought "hmm, some of the old stuff is actually kinda fucked up, maybe I should start all over instead of carrying it forward."

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Ivan Henley

Yeah, I can't visualize Miranda dissin' ol' Purvous. It just wouldn't feel like her.