My 25 is this year. Someone that obvisouly didn't know me pestered me about it. I said basically I hated y'all in high school and avoid "friending" any of you on Facebook so why would I pay $200 to eat a crappy dinner with them. I got blocked. Totally worth it.
I skipped my 10 year, and attended my 20 year last summer. I was actually happy I went. No one recognized me (my look's changed considerably) and I got to avoid the obnoxious ones and visit with the folks I was friends with.
I had a fucking blast trolling our reunion FB group, for reals, too. Any time some posh bitch rolled in with "well, it's it's not formal it's not worth me coming from out of state." I'd reply with "Sorry, who are you?" I got a couple to flouncequit the group. It was awesome.
This party is at the the bar I sometimes go to when I'm home anyway. Every time I go there I catch a glimpse of someone from high-school I don't want to talk to. The thought of them all being in the same room at once...blargh!
Casey Garske Hubster played "who are the mean girls?" and "spot the alcoholic" and I enjoyed talking to the spouses more than the classmates. Then again, we had a nice dinner to go with it. I'm just glad I didn't get roped into the planning.
I went to my wife's 10th high school reunion. I was bored so I started lying through my teeth and pretended I was a classmate and was kinda hurt that they forgot me. I stretched it further and reminded the how I always wanted to help kids and that I was a pediatric gynecologist and was nominated for the Nate Tate Fellowship at George P. Burdell university. It was going great until someone happened to have gone to Georgia Tech. Then the joke was over.
It was a magnet school for health careers with like 50 kids in her graduating class. Most of them were in the medical or scientific field. Literally, nobody caught on until the George P Burdell reference.
Originally shared by Jonathan Tweet Tonight, my "Lethal Damage" 13th Age campaign draws to a close. Meanwhile, the guys are work have talked me into running a couple D&D sessions for them. That was the day 13th Age was announced, and they're happy to play 13th Age instead. That will be my "Great Center" campaign, based in the imperial capital of Axis, the center of the world. It's my opportunity to explore the setting from yet another perspective.
Where did it all go wrong, Casey? I can’t pinpoint it, but it was already too late when they remade 3:10 to Yuma and took a movie that was mostly two men talking about morality in a hotel room and put in a Gatling gun.
My 25 is this year. Someone that obvisouly didn't know me pestered me about it. I said basically I hated y'all in high school and avoid "friending" any of you on Facebook so why would I pay $200 to eat a crappy dinner with them.
ReplyDeleteI got blocked.
Totally worth it.
I skipped my 10 year, and attended my 20 year last summer. I was actually happy I went. No one recognized me (my look's changed considerably) and I got to avoid the obnoxious ones and visit with the folks I was friends with.
ReplyDeleteI had a fucking blast trolling our reunion FB group, for reals, too. Any time some posh bitch rolled in with "well, it's it's not formal it's not worth me coming from out of state." I'd reply with "Sorry, who are you?" I got a couple to flouncequit the group. It was awesome.
This party is at the the bar I sometimes go to when I'm home anyway. Every time I go there I catch a glimpse of someone from high-school I don't want to talk to. The thought of them all being in the same room at once...blargh!
ReplyDeleteCasey Garske Hubster played "who are the mean girls?" and "spot the alcoholic" and I enjoyed talking to the spouses more than the classmates. Then again, we had a nice dinner to go with it. I'm just glad I didn't get roped into the planning.
ReplyDeleteLex Larson, thanks for introducing me to the term "flouncequit."
ReplyDeleteI went to my wife's 10th high school reunion. I was bored so I started lying through my teeth and pretended I was a classmate and was kinda hurt that they forgot me. I stretched it further and reminded the how I always wanted to help kids and that I was a pediatric gynecologist and was nominated for the Nate Tate Fellowship at George P. Burdell university. It was going great until someone happened to have gone to Georgia Tech. Then the joke was over.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure I would've twigged at 'pediatric gynecologist', myself.
ReplyDeleteIt was a magnet school for health careers with like 50 kids in her graduating class. Most of them were in the medical or scientific field. Literally, nobody caught on until the George P Burdell reference.
ReplyDeleteamazing. I wonder how many would have signed the "Ban DHMO" petition.
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