I encountered some former students at lunch today. They invited me to come sit down with them. In the process of catching up with them I asked one about her dental school applications.
Her: I only applied to five schools, but I should be able to get into one of them.
Me: I'm sure you will. You're smart enough. You should be fine.
Her: I'd better get in. I don't really have a back up plan, so if I don't get accepted I'll have to start stripping somewhere.
Me: Well, if that ends up happening let me know. I'll come buy a dance from you.
Her Friend: Maybe you could just tuck some dollar bills into her g-string.
Me: Either way works for me.