On my mom's side, i am the first generation to get a ba and the absolute first one to get anything more. they don't really get what an mba does, but they didn't get what i used to do either, and they know i'm a weirdo, so it's all good. here was my mom's response:
AAU: So I'm applying to business school. I am thinking Stanford, Duke...etc...
Mom: PAC-10? I mean, that's ok, but Duke! I love Coach K!
AAU: Right on, mom. What about UNC?
Mom: Roy Williams? That jerk? You know what he said about Wisconsin in the tournament back in....
Some friends from I-Town:
Friends: dude, where you been?
AAU: I'm in grad school, down in Durham.
Friends: sociology? policy?
AAU: b-school, actually
Friends: Dude! WTF!?
And my dad:
AAU (wanting to torture him, just a bit): So dad, you know how much this tuition is running?
Dad: no, you haven't mentioned it
AAU: yeah, even with the scholarships, i'm probably going to be about $75k or $80 in the hole
Dad: *&^&%%$%#$#!!!
AAU: Dad, relax. I don't expect you to pay for this and certainly don't plan to ask.
Dad: &(*&&^7(^&*^&*
AAU: Seriously. I know you don't have it. And I wouldn't want it anyway.
Dad: (***Code Blue! Code Blue****)