There are a startlingly low number of places where it seems acceptable to discuss this sort of very heavy topic, and none of them are where lots of free alcohol is served. A little bit of frank discussion with a small amount of social lubricant might be one thing, but getting plastered and talking to a black classmate about the stuff is going to be embarrassing at best, and dangerous to your health at worst.
Plus, in this day and age, if you say the wrong thing and the wrong person decides to take a video, that video could hit social media, and then oops, you’re canceled. Best to stick with stuff like sports, politics, and religion. You know, the regular topics of discussion.
Nobody is a Winner
This story is troublesome for a couple of possible reasons, but it’s hard to tell which one it actually is because we don’t get a whole lot of details. Were the tickets sent out, and then the reunion was canceled because nobody actually bothered to sell the tickets? Did people sell the tickets, and then the reunion was canceled anyway?
That would be the worst of the two, because then the people that had raffle tickets would have no chance of winning any prizes, while the people that have the money from the raffles would just be sitting there. If the reunion organizers already had the cash, did they just flee with it? Did the people who collected it give it back? Quite the pickle.
A Little Late for This, Guys
Well, at least she knows that they care. Kind of. Sort of. Was she even there? Did she even make it to the reunion? The story doesn’t say. What it does say, if you read between the lines, is that these two men should be mocked. We assume that both of them were at least thirty-eight when this occurred, which means they were both grown adults with jobs and maybe even families of their own.
Still, one of them thought it would be a good idea to bring up a certain infidelity, and the other one decided it was a good opportunity to throw some hands. Neither of these things was true, and it meant the police got in on the fun.
You Are a Loser for a Different Reason
Just because you make a lot of money doesn’t mean you aren’t a loser. It means you make a lot of money and that’s about it. Plus, we’d like to reiterate what the story says – the guy was carrying his paycheck around with him to the high school reunion. At the very least it talks about a BAD insecurity about who he is and was during his high school days.
And if, for some weird reason, he carries it around with him all the time? Then we hardly know what to think. In that case, he seems like the kind of guy that needs to go see a therapist. Maybe more than one.
Talking Too Big a Game
A lot of people feel inadequate because of how they were in high school. Some of those people remain feeling inadequate, while others figure out how to improve themselves and build a life for themselves they can be proud of. As a third option, some people PRETEND to build a life they can be proud of, while also trying to pull the wool over the eyes of everyone they see.
This guy picked the final option. He picked up a woman that he wasn’t in a relationship with, rented a really fancy car, wore all his fanciest stuff even when it didn’t make sense, and lied through his teeth about his successes. Nobody was fooled.