Reunions. Whether you love ’em or hate ’em, you can’t dodge them.
You may forgo your five-year high school reunion and vow to make graduation your final goodbye, but, let’s face it, it’s impossible to get rid yourself of all reunions. You’ll run into the boy you sat behind in math class at the mall (and no, coat racks are not an adequate invisibility clock). You’ll run into a former friend at the grocery store. You’ll stand behind a former flame at the bank.
And then, you’ll go to a local bar, where you run into well, everyone you remember…and those that you entirely forgot.
I may play hide-and-go-seek behind the produce to prevent an awkward convo with a former acquaintance, but, overall, I like random run-ins. Which is why I’m very excited for Black Wednesday, the reunion of all reunions. For non-Chicagoans, Black Wednesday is a “holiday” that takes place the day before Thanksgiving and was created by Chicagoans. Basically, everyone comes home from college and goes to bars. It bring the importance of deodorant to a whole new level.
There is some awkwardness involved, for sure. You’ll ask someone how school’s going, and they’ll tell you they dropped out two years ago and currently work at Wal-Mart. You’ll congratulate someone on their engagement and they’ll tell you all about their cheating (now) ex. You’ll hardly recognize someone because they’ve enjoyed college a bit too much. You may draw a blank on someone’s name or, even worse, call them the wrong one.
But what’s the worst thing that could happen? You have a few minutes of awkwardness, and then some great gossip. It’s an event where you may need to dodge, but definitely not ditch.