Attended my 10 year reunion this weekend and boy was it interesting....

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. :smiley: 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.

My Dad heard an interesting story at one of his reunions. Seems one of the guys he’d gone to school with, let’s call him “Fred”, was entertaining some out of town clients one evening. The clients apparently were looking for some action and they all called an escort service from the hotel. Four girls showed up at the hotel… one of which was Fred’s wife.

Jeez.

You make me glad I make a point of avoiding my reunions…

I went to my 30th a while back and had a good time.

When they had my 10-year reunion, I actually happened to be passing through that town that weekend, but I didn’t go. I was just out of a bad, bad breakup and moving to a new state, and I didn’t want to go hang out with a bunch of people with whom I never had much in common (I only went to that school for two years). I could envision the conversation: “Oh, you’re married? With kids? Hey, that’s great! Me? Well, everything I own is in a U-Haul out in the parking lot…”

I just went to my 10-year high school reunion a couple of weeks ago. Overall, it was really fun! Let me tell you about the person who changed the most. J was a brainy, non-descript, slightly nerdy girl all though school. I had gone to school with her since elementary school. Boy did she change! She was covered head-to-toe with tattoos! I mean, each arm was covered down to her wrist, and her whole chest was covered with a colorful mural. She also had many piercings. She is now a tattoo/piercing artist. She was voted “most changed” at the reunion!

Also interesting–a couple of weeks before the reunion, my old best friend, S, e-mailed me, and we decided to meet before the reunion and go in together since we were both nervous. I hadn’t seen her in severalyears. Back in high school, S was also kind of nerdy and never had a boyfriend. Unfortunately her funny hair and braces caused her to be made fun of a lot. On the other hand, I was always considered to be pretty and popular, and always had a boyfriend. Well boy have the tables turned! Here I am 10 years later, and 30 pounds heavier, and single! And here she is, 20 pounds lighter, with a cute husband, and looking gorgeous! I was happy to see her, and we had a good time together. Everyone was amazed at her transformation.

Then there was A, who was also in our group of friends. She also was kind of nerdy, braces, kind of a tomboy, never ever had a boyfriend in high school, etc. Well she shows up with her husband, 8 months pregnant. S commented to me how weird it was seeing her pregnant because we couldn’t fathom the thought of little innocent A having “sexual relations!” Heheheh!

Oh and of course there was L and K, who were each other’s first girlfriend and boyfriend in 7th grade. They had their first kiss at my parents’ house. Well they are married now, and she is pregnant.

I could go on and on forever, but those were some of the highlights.

Oh by the way, did I mention I won a prize for “most eligible batchelorette?” My prize was a little black book :wink: Yeah, many of my former classmates were married, with kids, etc, which I thought would bother me, but instead I felt so incredibly happy, because while they all left early to go home and act like responsible adults, I partied all night with all the other single people and danced my ass off on the dance floor! Who-hoo!!

Am I the only one who doesn’t know what the “V club” is? :frowning:

Even I know it is the Vascetomy Club.

Umm-right? :confused:

That is absolutely correct…sorry…I figured everybody would know that one.

I went to my 10 year (golly gee whiz…that was 20 years ago) and it just didn’t seem like enough time had passed for it to be a real mind-blower. Some of the beautiful cheerleaders had gotten fat, but everyone was having kids, so it was sort of expected.

My 30-year is coming up and I can’t wait for that one. I’m really looking forward to seeing people. I doubt my husband would have any fun, but I’m going to try to get him to go with me.