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Sazerac · 07-04-2001, 12:45 AM

Yes, but interestingly enough, I think everyone has missed the jist of RudeDawg's post in the first place, which was that "high school politics" seem to be creeping into people's interactions here on the forum and in messaging. Which is DEFINITELY not cool.

I agree about the HS problem considerably. When I went to my 10th year reunion (back in 1991), it's like all these people were coming up to me and clapping me on the back and saying "Hey, buddy, how's it been!" And I'm allowing them to hug me, dazed, looking at them and thinking, "What the heck are you on? You treated me like SH** in HS."

I watched them...all these former "jocks" and "cheerleaders" and "Bright People" who had made my life and so many of my friends lives living HE** for four years...some of them were gas station attendants, others were clerks in stores, some of the girls had 4 kids and broken marriages...

and I stood there, having just gotten a Ph.D. and looking at a future in teaching higher education in a different state, while they were still trapped in Monroe, and I shook my head and thought, "And at one time I actually let what you people thought of me AFFECT me?!"

and I walked out.

Call me petty, call me boorish, call me whatever you like. I walked out, and I did NOT look back.

I won't be returning for my 20th reunion this year. Whatever healing I've done I've done on my own.

07-04-2001, 12:45 AM	#28
Sazerac Ironworks Moderator Join Date: January 7, 2001 Location: Monroe, LA Age: 61 Posts: 7,387	Yes, but interestingly enough, I think everyone has missed the jist of RudeDawg's post in the first place, which was that "high school politics" seem to be creeping into people's interactions here on the forum and in messaging. Which is DEFINITELY not cool. I agree about the HS problem considerably. When I went to my 10th year reunion (back in 1991), it's like all these people were coming up to me and clapping me on the back and saying "Hey, buddy, how's it been!" And I'm allowing them to hug me, dazed, looking at them and thinking, "What the heck are you on? You treated me like SH in HS." I watched them...all these former "jocks" and "cheerleaders" and "Bright People" who had made my life and so many of my friends lives living HE for four years...some of them were gas station attendants, others were clerks in stores, some of the girls had 4 kids and broken marriages... and I stood there, having just gotten a Ph.D. and looking at a future in teaching higher education in a different state, while they were still trapped in Monroe, and I shook my head and thought, "And at one time I actually let what you people thought of me AFFECT me?!" and I walked out. Call me petty, call me boorish, call me whatever you like. I walked out, and I did NOT look back. I won't be returning for my 20th reunion this year. Whatever healing I've done I've done on my own.