I hate reunions. Mostly because these things lose their meaning when in the company of airheads who are too eager to show off anything they have–expensive gadgets, high-paying jobs, stories about travels abroad, their weekly trips to expensive restaurants, their trophy wife/husband/significant other, their kids, etc. That’s why I don’t reply to high school reunions. Most of the stories there are exaggerations, people are either gonna fill your head with lies or try to suck on your success, and you wont remember almost half of the class anyway so why bother?
Aren’t reunions supposed to be catching up on old times? Swapping stories sans the exaggerated bullshit? Whatever happened to the old “get-together” where you’re drinking some form of alcoholic beverage and just having a good time? That’s what I like with the friends I have, even after a long time of not seeing or talking to each other, once the universe aligns just right and our schedules meet, the “reunion” begins. Of course we still hurl insults to each other and demean them in one way or another, it’s just that we know that our insults and stories are real and not smeared with mendacity.