Supposedly the best public university in the country.  UVA kids like to toot their own horn over it.  UVA kids from Virginia, to be more accurate.  The out-of-staters and foreigners are nowhere to be seen, too busy keeping the curve inflated. The Virginians, unfortunately, can be seen.  They can be seen at “LaCoste’s School” fraternity parties and tailgates in such numbers that you realize the Croakie kiosk at the local mall is completely vulnerable.  These collar-poppers spend four years doing their best imitations of aggressive Easter Eggs before eventually gestating and moving to the DC metro area, There, they can be seen in your office smirking when you tell them where you attended school, yet not cognizant of the fact that you, are in fact, their superior.  - AVAIL