I like that idea!
I think of my college years as part of the learning experience of becoming a “real” adult-eating stuff from the $1 menu at Griff’s burger barn or hamburger helper when I could afford ground beef, living off-campus in a bare-bones apartment small as a closet, etc-I also learned quickly to get a job as a cocktail waitress at a supper club-the owner let waitstaff have a meal of less expensive menu items free-and the tips were great, too...
The snowflakes aren’t going to figure any of that out like we did as long as they have their every need met...
Everything that survives, adapts. The poor *snowflakes* will crawl into a fetal position and just die.