Sunday, September 18, 2005

REUNION

My twenty year reunion was this past weekend. I went to the bar night but not the actual reunion, it cost too much. I resisted up until the very last moment. I bought the outfit and was all ready but refused to commit until that very day. I didn't want to go...at all. I was on the "lost" list even though I live downstairs from a "found" member of my class. I wouldn't let her rat me out and give away my secret location.

I thought it would be the very same as High School all the "Princesses" holding court. I looked up the website with all the information and sure enough there they all were, the planners of the reunion. Nope, just did not want to go. Still the new outfit was pretty cute and when the heck would I have an opportunity to wear it again (I never get taken out) so I went.

We got to the bar where it was held and lo and behold they were trying to charge $60.00 for the priviledge of standing with former classmates. No free drinks or food or even a band! What was this $60.00 for? The princesses tanning sessions? Hmmmm, had to find out so we snuck in.

I immediately wanted to run, but then started to look around. All the men were bald. Some simply thinning, but most totally bald! Like they just gave up the comb over and shaved. Okay this is good, I like it when a man admits his baldness and lets it go. And there they were the princesses...all anorexic and tanorexic. It's funny how those two maladies seem to go hand in hand, hmmm. So me and my weirdo farmers tan ventured further in...

I saw a classmate I used to hang with...Kelly, we had two free periods together and would go drive around and smoke. She was still very cool and harboring an old grudge with someone across the room. Interesting...I'm not the only fool who still can't stand that girl who stole my boyfriend when I was sixteen. Feeling emboldened I ventured further in....

Several hours and several drinks later I found myself in the bathroom with some friends. Some I still hang out with and some from High School. We were standing at one mirror and the princesses were holding court at the other. Even twenty years later we are still separating ourselves. So I whispered I was going to go over, say "Hi" and introduce myself. "NO" they all shrilled at me....but I tend to be a little contrary and I went. I was fully expecting another social snub twenty years later... and it came. But not from all, hmmmm. One girl turned and was completely unlike her high school self, Monica. DAMNIT! She broke all my previous held beliefs about the princesses!! But then again would I have walked over to them in high school? Probably not. So she changed and so did I. Don't get me wrong most were still awful but the one gave me hope.

Later I talked to another friend who had also gone and she said she felt weird about still feeling resentful. We decided that the reason we never got over those teenage "slights" and still can't stand those people was because we never met their adult selfs. We were stuck in all that selfish teenage angst and given the chance to know most as adults it would be different. Monica proved that to me. Although I would still like to give the princesses a sandwich.....

1 comment:

Hope McP said...

I attended my 20th, too. With a "get back on the horse" attitude after being bucked off, I traveled 1,200 miles.

Indeed, all the same cliques were in play (and I hadn't been in any of them). I sat at a table with eight strangers, reminding myself I interview people for a living and can usually get anything out of anyone. I played interested and charming (at least somewhat charming), and by the end of dinner, had not been asked a single question by any of the classmates. A couple spouses asked questions, but not the fellow alums. Doubt I'll make that trip for any other reunion soirees.