Do/Did you keep in contact with your high school friends? I did… for about two weeks after graduation. It wasn’t that I didn’t want too, I just didn’t. Back then I was what you might call a flaky person. Who knows? I probably still am. As far as I was concerned, that was high school. I was ready to move on to the next phase. Over the summer, I was busy working full-time as a telephone operator (remember those?) and I assumed everyone else was busy working too.
After graduation, I still hadn’t decided whether I wanted to go to college and it was too late to apply to go anywhere in the fall. I knew if I decided to pursue higher learning, I would get acclimated at a junior college plus there’d be a good chance of me seeing some of my like-minded buddies there.
I was right. Unfortunately for me, JUCO was too much like high school. I got to hang with old friends – made new friends. New friends didn’t like my old friends and I didn’t like going to class.
Fact: My parents said, “Either go to school or get a job.”
The following semester, I transferred to a university out of state. Got married… Had kids… Graduated… not necessarily in that order, and two weeks ago, approximately 25 years later, while checking in for my mammogram appointment; I see a girl (correction – woman) I hadn’t seen since high school graduation.
When I think about it, I don’t even remember seeing her at our graduation, but I’m pretty sure she graduated.
Anyway… It was like traveling back in time. We hadn’t skipped a beat~ we picked up where we left off and we’re back either ditching study hall or at the 4B period lunch table. Within 15 minutes or less we were caught up or as “caught up” as each of us wanted to be. We didn’t exchange phone numbers or email addresses and I’m not on Facebook.
She doesn’t even know my last name. Friends Without Pressure #FWOP.
I saw her cousin at my gym a few months ago. We had the same GEICO reconnection, but here’s the thing – we exchanged information. She’s in my phone. I’m in her phone. We planned to meet for cocktails and maybe even lunch. I haven’t called her. She doesn’t call me. I haven’t forgotten and I’m sure she hasn’t either.
Friend, Flake or Liar? I know you are, but what am I?
I’m Just Sayin’…(Damn!)