A guy from my class planned the whole reunion on Facebook, and did a kick-ass job. Particularly his choice of venue: the preposterously gorgeous hotel where Jeff and I tied the knot.
There was one woman on the Facebook guest list whose profile picture none of us recognized. Let's call her Lashonda Jones. There were two Jones brothers in my class. Speculation grew among FB friends that one of the Jones brothers had had a sex change and became Lashonda.
The first two people I saw when I arrived at the reunion were Langer Loksh reader Lauren H. and... Lashonda. Who in person didn't look anything like either of the Jones brothers. But still. I was terrified to say hello to Lashonda. What if Lashonda was really Bobby after a sex change? And he/she was like, "HEY GIRLFRIEND!" What would I say back? I darted for the bar and said hello to people who I recognized as being the same gender they were in 1977.
Well, come to find out, Lashonda is really just Steve Jones's wife, and Steve doesn't do FB, so she was the one on the FB guest list. This new factually correct information made its way around the ballroom faster than a nasty rumor in the junior high cafeteria. What does it say about me and my girlfriends that we were absolutely ready to believe the sex change story? Perhaps that 20 years later, we' re not even a little bit more mature?
Wow, never even occurred to me - I figured it was...er....Steve's wife from the get-go.
Speaking of men becoming women, though, did Heather ever tell you about the cross-dresser that showed up at HER reunion? Really. No, REALLY.
Posted by: Jeff Z. | December 11, 2009 at 09:23 PM
Heather, you're up.
Posted by: Jill | December 11, 2009 at 10:58 PM
But wouldn't Steve make a FIERCE woman? Did you see his moves on the dance floor? Woah, Heather, come out with that story!
Posted by: Lauren | December 11, 2009 at 11:24 PM
Gee, I thought I was keeping up with things remotely (5000 miles away in Switzerland) thanks to FB. But once you started with all these pseudonyms Lashonda and Steve I have totally lost it. Oh well, I guess there's no substitute for being there in person.
Posted by: Jonathan in Switzerland | December 12, 2009 at 06:30 AM
Here goes... It will be hard to share via comments. But the gist is...I was standing closest to the door at my reunion, and a man in full FULL drag walked in. He came right up to me and it was evident he knew me from high school. But I could NOT figure out who he was. He was giving me clues, but felt a little shy/unsure about the reception he was going to get from everyone. I basically told him to "rock on," and that I totally supported his choices. But I felt really badly I could not identify him. He began to circulate and everyone came up to me to find out his identity! Eventually we all determined who he was. And he told me he was pleasantly surprised by most of the reactions he got. We come from a pretty conservative town. (If I could write as well as Jill, I could have made this funnier. It was really quite startling to a lot of people!)
Posted by: Heather Z | December 12, 2009 at 07:34 AM
Excellent Heather!
Jon, you should be able to figure it out--brothers, in our class. Not twins. Lashonda you would not know, because she is married to one of the brothers.
Anyway, why DIDN'T you come from Switzerland for the reunion?
Posted by: Jill | December 12, 2009 at 09:31 AM
OK, I think I figured it out now. Are the brother's first initials S & K?
Posted by: Jonathan in Switzerland | December 13, 2009 at 03:10 PM
You got it. Not to be so overly mysterious! Just trying to protect the innocent.
Posted by: Jill | December 13, 2009 at 10:41 PM