So I check my e-mail today and, lo and behold, there’s an invitation sitting there for my 5 year high school reunion at “The Halls of Thunder”, Timpview High School. Ahh, yes…. There’s nothing quite like a high school reunion to make you awkwardly self-conscious about how little you’ve accomplished with your life, eh? So I have to wonder, does anyone go to these things? Man, I don’t even know anybody from my high school class.
But it says that “special friends” are welcome. Great! Now I can make an already awkward event even more absurdly awkward by bringing along a date! “Yes, come with me to my high school reunion where neither of us will know anyone else in attendance… I don’t know about you, but to me, that sounds like gallons of premeditated fun!”
Oh, but wait, it’s $5.00 per person. Yes, that’s right, someone is taking advantage of high school nostalgia in order to make a buck or two. That’s like charging admittance to a birthday party; minus the cake, presents, and joy.
Decisions, decisions.