I was vaguely aware that 20 years ago I graduated from high school – and that there would be a reunion of some kind.
There was: it was this past Saturday, and I missed it.
Even had I been within reasonable range (5,000 miles is not, 50 is), I wouldn’t have gone because I detest these types of events where I’m expected to make small talk with people.
Honestly, having attended the same high school at the same time as our common ground is not going to make it easy for me to talk to you. I’ve drifted so much away from Denver and what one might be able to talk about: Broncos? Who gives a shit? Rockies – my team, but I don’t check up on them too often. Water rights? Well… maybe I could talk about those, but really, not that many people can carry on a conversation about water rights. I can also talk about how I’m planning to use my 29 vacation days this year, but I find that tends to make Americans in America jealous, and that’s before I start talking about German health care.
That aside, one of my few High School Colleagues who I am friends with on Facebook posted a link to our photos from the yearbook, and holy cow – I had bad hair taste: it was all poofy. I am so happy that I keep my hair short now and that I can afford to go to a fancy stylist every four weeks (although, even though I can afford it, I usually let it go five weeks and end up wishing I’d only gone four).
Beyond that I looked at the 298 graduates from my high school and I must confess that I don’t remember that many of them – admittedly I was in a magnet program and basically most of my classes were with the same 60 (or so) people, but even then… I can only definitively remember 25 of them as having been in my classes. There were a few more that I remember going to elementary school with, but that’s it.
So say that I remember something like 30 out of the 298 (or so) graduates from my high school, but that 30 is generous – I only remember some because their name vaguely rings a bell, but if you were to ask me what classes I had with them, I would be clueless.
Is this normal?
Am I that abnormal?