A letter writer was invited to attend a college football game at a VIP box where the university’s president kept making condescending remarks towards them.

For people, such an occasion might be a ladies’ spa day, where the husband would not be invited. In the case of flatware, the analogous dish might be ice cream alone, where the fork would be superfluous. (Miss Manners will refrain from the case of ice cream forks, because she hasn’t seen a lot of them around lately.)

The guest at a college football game was insulted by a bigwig’s snobby comments; a reader is annoyed when she’s served a slice of pie on a plate, not a bowl.

At the game, the president asked me what college I had attended, then gave me a condescending stare when I named the school (which I attended over 50 years ago). My alma mater is a state university, not unlike his institution,