Part of the complete
Reunion experience is understanding the motivations of all our 1962 colleagues.
Not just the super-hot babes and ultra-successful studs that showed up at the
reunion, but also the less fortunate ones who don’t have elegant beach front homes
and private yacht clubs and Noble Prizes for peace, physics, and ad jingles.
Looked at objectively,
it’s pretty clear that a vast majority of graduates chose not to attend.
Being both curious and
under-occupied I decided to do some investigative reporting and find out why it
was that so many of our colleagues chose to stay away.
This lead me to a
modest little two family house in Valley Stream which one of our classmates
currently calls home. I promised I would interview him anonymously, So in the
interview I call him “Anonymous.” This is not his real name.
Me: So, you
didn’t make it to the reunion.
Anonymous: No.
Me: How come?
Anonymous: Well,
I had just eaten lunch and my mother said I couldn’t go to a reunion til 30
minutes after I ate or I might get a cramp. Then later there was a really good
Seinfeld re-run on. You know the one where he’s making out with the girl during
Schindler’s List? That was a good
one.
Me: So you didn’t
go?
Anonymous: No.
Me: Are you sorry
you didn’t go?
Anonymous: Did
they have pizza?
Me: No.
Anonymous: Then
I’m ok with not going. It’s no biggie.
Me: What are your
best memories of Far Rock High?
Anonymous: Well,
I remember one time Shelly Sheraton dropped her protractor and she bent down
and I could see down her shirt. That was pretty cool. Also, I used to like it
in hygiene when Mr. Barry talked about masturbating. That was funny.
Me: Yeah, um.. did you play on any teams?
Anonymous: Well,
I tried out for the fencing team but I didn’t like it ‘cause there were too
many Jewish kids.
Me: You didn’t
like the Jewish kids?
Anonymous: No, I
liked them, I just didn’t think Jewish kids should be fencing. It seemed wrong.
Robin Hood and his Merry Men should be fencing, not Jews.
Me: Is there
anything you think you may have missed at the reunion?
Anonymous: Well,
I was kinda hoping someone would explain how to use those slide ruler things,
but, you know, it’s not really a biggie. Also, I left some, um, magazines in my
locker that weren’t really mine, I was holding them for Larry Winkler, but I
was thinking maybe they would still be there and I could go get them. I mean, you
know, for Larry.
Me: Do you think
you’ll go to the next reunion?
Anonymous: Depends.
When is it?
Me: I don’t know.
Anonymous: I hope
it’s on a Tuesday cause there’s nothing good on. Just that stupid “Two Broke
Girls.” Who wants to watch that? If it’s a Tuesday and they have pizza I think
I’ll go. Where is it?
Me: I don’t know
that either. I don’t think there’s a plan yet. It may not be for another 10
years or something.
Anonymous:: Well,
I'll tell you one thing. They better not have it in Oceanside because the last
time I went there I got a ticket.
Me: Okay, I’ll
tell them not to have it in Oceanside.
Anonymous: Good. Do
you think Shelly will be there?
Me: I really
don’t know.
Anonymous: How
about this shirt, I mean if I clean
it. Does it look good? Do you think Shelly would like it? I mean if I lost a
few pounds?
Me: I think she’d
really like it.
Anonymous: Yeah,
yeah, me, too. I’ve been saving this one.
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