Do I attend my 20th high school reunion this November?
I keep in touch with only three people from high school. It used to be four but one of them went all hard-core Mormon, but that is a post for another day.
Unlike Bob, I do not have friends hassling me about attending. Of my current HS friends, one is absolutely not going, the other wants to go but probably won’t because his wife’s reunion is the same night and the other said she will go but only if I go.
For the most part, I do not have a lot of warm and fuzzy memories about my high school days. It's not as if I harbor any ill-will towards the other 260-something people I graduated with in 1987, it's more apathy and complete indifference. Those feelings also extend to what they’ve become and/or done over the past 20 years.
Cost is also an issue. The price would be $130 for me and Bob. For that money I would rather go to Morton’s and have a great steak rather than the riggi-chickie-piggy that will probably be served at the reunion. (Note to new diners at Morton’s -- it is a LIVE lobster on the tray they bring to your table). Plus there is the cost of a babysitter, a new outfit (of course) and probably drinks.
On the other hand, there is the voyeuristic side of me that would like to see these folks just to see if I have aged better than them. Living well is the ultimate revenge, right? I'd like to think that I look good for 38, but sometime a girl need reassurance.
Bob pointed out that I did have a good time at his 25th reunion even though I didn't know many people. That, however, was mainly due to the fact that I found someone with a similar sense of humor who was more than willing to watch, and sarcastically comment on, the antics that were going on. HI CATHY! I doubt I'd have the freedom to do that with it being my reunion. Secretly, I think Bob wants to hear stories about my HS days to find out what I was like back then, but ultimately I think he would be disappointed. I can tell you dear readers that I went my entire Freshman year without speaking to anyone other than the girl with whom I shared a locker.
I am just not sure what to do. And therein, as the Bard would tell us, lies the rub. I keep waiting to see if the coordinators of the reunion will post a list of all who have responded, but nothing yet. I guess I'll continue to take a "wait and see" attitude until the very last minute.