Sandy lists her degree after her name.

I shove mine in the back of my mind.

Sandy flaunts her brains.

I forget I have one.

Sandy looks down on the less educated.

I’ll drink wine with anyone.

Sandy shoves her degree in my face.

I shove my middle finger in hers.

Sandy loses her cushy Wall Street job (because of the coronavirus).

We drink wine with a high school dropout—and she has never been happier.

(© 2020 Andrew Cyr)

Source: The Lonely Position of Neutral – The High School Dropout – Wattpad