Went to the old 10 year high school reunion this weekend. Oh the stories I have to share…
Let’s start with J. J was a boy in high school who did not have many friends. I was always nice to him because quite honestly, I felt sorry for him. He was at the reunion with his wife. They were sitting alone not talking much to anyone so I walked over and said, “J…it’s so good to see you…so glad you could make it. How have you been doing?” He proceeded to talk to me and Sauron and we stood there making polite chit-chat. I had to excuse myself at one point to speak to someone who walked in and I had no idea how the conversation progressed after I left. Sauron filled me in on it when we got home.
Apparently they started talking about children and J asked if we planned on having anymore. Sauron told him no and J said, “Oh, well then, man, you need to become a member of the V club.” At this point he held up his fingers in the V shape and for the rest of the night everytime we saw him he did this. Poor Sauron also told me J’s wife also threw in the comment that it didn’t affect your performance at all so not to worry about that. Now we never said anything at all that brought up this conversation but apparently this guy thought he knew us well enough to discuss it. Sauron is still thinking of ways I have to repay him for letting him sit there and talk to this guy.
Second person story. R. R was my 6th grade boyfriend. I barely remember that fact but the minute he got to the reunion he made it a point to come up to me and say, “Hey Aries I just want you to know that I still am not over how you broke up with me 16 years ago. You wrote me a note that said I was talking to another girl and we were through and I was never to speak to you again.”
Okay…bitter much? I don’t even remember this incident but this poor guy went around all night long telling everybody how shallow I was and how much I broke his little 12 year old heart. After that he then brought up the story about how he beat me in the 6th grade spelling contest. I do remember this but this guy actually remembers what WORD I missed that allowed him to win and he made it a point to tell people all night long that in 6th grade I misspelled “balloon” in the spelling bee.
It was just freaky.
Other than those 2 stories most people hadn’t changed much at all.
I think next time I’ll just save my money and invite my best friend down for a girls only weekend.