A ridiculously expensive private university in downtown Tampa where rich kids from
New Jersey,
New York,
Connecticut, & Massachusetts go when they don't get into the University of Miami but still want to attend
college somewhere tropical.
The parking garages look like luxury dealerships, filled with BMWs, Mercedes, Audis, & Porsche Cayennes Daddy bought for graduation. Students complain about being
broke while wearing $150 Lululemon shorts, $200 On Clouds, & holding $
9 Starbucks drinks.
The student body consists of former lacrosse players, aspiring influencers, finance bros, sorority girls, & kids whose entire personality is being from Jersey or NY. Everyone majors in business or marketing, but their real major is going to MacDinton's on Thursdays.
Everyone's Instagram bio says "UTampa '30," & students complain about walking to class in 75-degree weather.
The campus looks like a five-star resort, tuition costs as much as a luxury SUV, & students spend more time at the pool than the library. Everyone posts Plant Hall as they discovered it, & every freshman thinks they'll become a millionaire selling real estate.
The hardest part isn't passing accounting. It's convincing your
parents that your $70,000-a-year Florida vacation is an education.
Bro goes to the University of Tampa, drives a brand-new
Audi his
parents bought him, wears Lululemon to his 10 AM business class, & complains about being
broke because Daddy only gave him $2k for the month.