In Shula’s sorority, as an incentive to attend classes, girls would be allowed to put their name in the “Skippy jar” (an empty jar of Skippy peanut butter) if they had not skipped classes at all for the week. Although I’m sure that my cousin must have been selected quite a few times as she considers the idea of skipping class horrifying, she wasn’t totally sure what the reward for getting your name pulled out of the “Skippy jar” was. She thinks “you got a 10 dollar gift card to Starbucks or something.”