Graduation looming, Rob Shuck eyed the future and didn’t like what he saw. So he stayed in college—for a dozen years. Who do you think’s having a better time—you or him?
On a crisp and sunny Saturday morning in early March, in the shadow of Cornell University, 150 coeds with good teeth and good hair mill about a fraternity house. The place smells like a hangover, and the wood floors feel as if they’ve been shellacked with Milwaukee’s Best. Girls sip coldish Riesling from oversize plastic cups, barking into cell phones; boys play beer pong and talk about how drunk they’re going to get this afternoon.
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