A school of unrealistic ego boosts:  Where second-tier Long Island guys (who aren’t smart enough to make it into a better Ivy League school) go to feel as if they are among the true academic elite; or it is where normally sub-par attractive girls go to have a disproportionate number of guys fawn over them.  Either way, you probably are miserable studying your ass off in the hippie tundra.  But, with your borough-accent, Diesel Jeans, and frat/sorority t-shirt you at least “appear” to be of Ivy pedigree.  Right.  Go work in a hotel, apparently that’s somehow respected in your school. 

HOW TO IDENTIFY:  Living in Manhattan and working as an assistant revenue manager of an upscale hotel, while flaunting more Maxim inspired Nuevo-riche outfits than any of their co-workers. 

I mean, is anyone really surprised that Cornell kids are consistently mocked on television and in movies?  Cornell grads are the stereotypical pompous, Ivy League pricks that need to tell the world where they went to school.  Being the largest and least restrictive Ivy allows 3.2 GPA Jeremy from Nassau County a good shot at getting in and then learning the virtues of self-promotion for four years before blabbing to everyone about his unique "ivy" experience. 
-Jii