I'm With Stupid

You know some days I am really tempted to go back to school and get my Master’s degree. My brilliant wife is really starting to show me up. I can’t use my measly bachelor’s degree to compete with her bachelor’s, two masters, and soon-to-be PhD. I am really getting tired of everyone thinking I am the stupid one because she looks better on paper. They all give her that sympathetic look, you know the one where they are proud of her taking pity on the less fortunate and bringing herself down to my level so I wouldn’t live my life alone as a pathetic loser. I tried a couple of times to win support for my smartiness, but the “I was the valedictorian of my eighth grade class” card sort of loses its “awe effect” in about the first two minutes following eighth grade graduation.