Category Archives: Random Encounters

Blast From the Past Weekend

Last Friday was St. Patrick’s Day, which most people use an excuse to party hard all weekend long. I certainly took advantage of this. Plus I’m Irish, so it’s almost like a crime. I expected to go out and have a fun time, that certainly happened. What I was not expecting was to run into someone from my past.

I’m just going to say it, I was a weird kid in high school. Definitely wasn’t popular. If you had to label me I would be a theatre/band nerd. My friends and I thought it was cool to hang around school taking pictures and obsessing over boys. We had nicknames for the boys we were obsessed with and everything. I look back on that time in my life and just question all the stupid shit I did. Personally, I’d like to think I became cooler in college and upgraded from just plain old loser to cool loser. I have fond memories from high school, but I don’t want to relive them with anyone who I wasn’t friends with at the time.

Fast forward to Friday night, I had just finished having a corn beef and cabbage dinner with my grandparents, parents, and sort of boyfriend. We’re Irish and that’s what you do. I call up my friend Will to see what he’s up to and he’s at this bar near my house that he frequents. My sort of boyfriend and I are a little tired, so this sounds like a good plan for us and decided to meet up with him.

For the most part I tend to avoid the bars in my town like a plague. They’re mostly crowded with old people or lame.The only one I will go to is the place my friend Will frequents because his family is famous there and it’s a nice place.

I walk in to find a slightly tipsy Will who escorts us to the bar where these group of people my age are. One turns to look at me and is like “Becky!” I am shocked as this kid, John, who I went to high school with recognizes me. This is not an old high school friend, this is someone who I went through school with from elementary to high school. He was definitely more a part of the popular crowd and I don’t think we’ve ever really talked that much. I’m pretty sure he was in one of my elementary school classes, but other than that we haven’t had much interaction. It was very shocking to me. I say again, I was a weird nobody!

I know what you’re going to say. You recognized him, why shouldn’t he recognize you? Well, I have always had a very strong memory and am really good with names/faces. If I’ve met you, the next time we I most likely remember your name and who you are. I’m aware that not many people have this ability, so not to look weird I sometimes pretend to not know if you have no idea who I am.

Back to the main subject, it’s still surprising  to me and I can’t help but wonder what he thought. I don’t think I’m very different from the girl I was in high school. Really, I’ve just upgraded. Unfortunately he never was like “You’ve come out of your shell,” or anything like that. So I’m left wondering.

Ironically, he was like, “Do you remember me?” I assured him I did, I have an excellent memory. I would most likely recognize many of the people I went to high school with. Especially the ones that went to my elementary school. He seemed just as surprised that I remembered him as I was that he remembered me. Maybe the fact is that you just remember the people you spent year after year going to school with.

Then again, in this same weekend I bumped into another person I went to high school with. Different night, and far away from my town. I only went to middle school and high school with him, but I definitely had WAY more interactions with him than John. This other kid signed my year book and we talked to each other. I stopped him in the bar to say hi, and he remembered my name but was definitely not as quick with my name as John.

The whole experience was just so strange. It’ll be interesting to see what happens when there’s actually some sort of high school reunion announced.

P.S. This other kid from my high school was also at the bar Friday night. Had no idea who he was, but he didn’t know who I was so it’s all good. So I guess my memory is not as perfect as I think it is.

 

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Awkwardly Ignoring 12 Year Olds

I love going to concerts. There’s something about hearing your favorite songs performed live that is unlike anything else. I just saw DNCE in concert this week and oh my dear Jesus it was awesome. I was a huge Jonas Brothers fan when I was a teenager. So regular music loving me was excited to hear DNCE perform their songs (because I think they’re awesome), but my inner 16 year old self was freaking out at how close Joe Jonas was to me. It was a small venue with general admission so I was pretty close to the stage. So close that Joe/the rest of DNCE probably saw my crazy, awkward dancing. That’s one of the reasons I love GA shows because you can get close and it’s fun dancing in the crowd. The only drawback are pushy people.

If you’ve been to a GA concert you probably have come across the people who ask to get by you because they have a “friend” up ahead. You probably aren’t a big fan of them, like most people. I always wonder how many times they actually have a friend up ahead. I feel like half the time there is no friend and they are just working their way up. Personally, I never know what to do when this happens to me.

On the one hand, I’m a nice person and sort of feel rude just saying no to these people. If it’s just one person, then the likelihood they are actually meeting someone is high. I feel bad and awkward, so usually I just let people by. What can I say, I’m a sucker! However, at the same time if you wanted to be with your friends you should have gotten there earlier. I’ve been standing here for a long time and I don’t want to give up my spot to you people.

Of course this happened at the DNCE concert, because it happens at every GA concert I’ve ever been to. However, nobody got on my nerves more than these 12 year old girls who showed up and expected me to part ways. This makes me sound so mean because they’re 12 and I’m bigger than them. Hear me out though. First of all, there was like 4 of them wanting to get in front of me and my friend. It was packed where we were standing because we were pretty close. There was no where for them to go really! Second, their friend wasn’t making a big deal about them not being close. Third, they had clearly just gotten there. It would have been one thing if they had walked away, but no. I’ve been standing here for at least 2 hours. Fourth, they were annoying. Fifth, they didn’t even know which Jonas Brother was in the band. GAHHHH!

Awkward me held my ground for a while. Then they tried to shove past us only to be completely blocked by the people right in front of us. Thankfully, they had the great idea to go around us which was fine by me. They never came back so my friend and I enjoyed the concert 12 year old free. But still I felt horrible and annoyed at the same time. I can never win in these kinds of scenarios.

P.S. My favorite Jonas Brother is actually Nick, even though I think I like DNCE’s music more. It’s a toss up.

Lori the Most Inspirational Waitress To Have Ever Lived

Have you ever received some amazing advice from an unlikely person or stranger?   Last year this happened to me while I was getting brunch with my friends at a restaurant.  I was kind of in a state of uncertainty at the time.

You see, I had this massive crush on this guy.  He’s my mom’s friend’s son, we’ll call him Al.  Al is a year younger than me, smart, funny, and someone I weirdly get along well with.  The problem, we don’t live in the same country.  He is from Bermuda, went to University in England, and I don’t know where he’s at now (it’s not America though).  The last time I saw him was roughly 6 years ago when his family was visiting mine in America.  Last year we became friends on Facebook and reconnected because my good friend Will was going on a cruise to Bermuda and wanted to know the hot spots.  Apparently, Will had picked the best time to go.

It was cupmatch which is a big deal in Bermuda and basically like a giant party.  Al literally sent me paragraphs upon paragraphs of awesome stuff that was happening that week.  I was super jealous that I wasn’t going to be in Bermuda, so much so that I told Al.  His response, “You should come!”

Not going to lie I’m 90% sure I collapsed on the ground after getting this message.  I mean can you blame me?  Here is this guy I had a crush on, who at the time was recently single, basically inviting me to go party in Bermuda.  I didn’t know what to do with myself.

This happened at the end of June, so for most of July I basically went back and forth on what I should do.  At first, my friend Marley and I were going to see if it were possible to join Will’s cruise.  That fell through, the cruise was way expensive and overbooked.  Then something came up with Marley, so it would just be me traveling there.  I also wasn’t sure how serious Al was and if this was actually a terrible idea.  As I stated earlier, I haven’t seen him in five years and we only just began talking again.  He’s a family friend but not someone I am super close with.  I could show up there and it be incredibly awkward.  I was so torn on what to do.

Fast forward to one day  when Will, my friend Jimmy, and I decided to have brunch at this place in the city.  Of course we talked about my dilemma because it was all I talked about that summer.  They both told me that I obviously had to go, but I was not convinced.  I couldn’t strike that feeling of paranoia.  It got to a point where my friend Will was just like “Let’s ask the waitress!”

Our waitress, Lori, was super sweet and very friendly.  She was a cross between Taylor Swift and Kristen Bell.  After Will told her my problem she gave me some of the best advice I have ever received.  It was so amazing that I won’t be able to do it justice.  Basically, she told me that I had to go.  She said you have to go for it because regardless of what happens with him, it’s a trip to Bermuda!  The trip alone will be an amazing experience and experiences are something you have to go for.  There was obviously more and it was worded better.  I almost cried after she lectured me about how risks are always worth taking.  It was beautiful, plus I had 3 mimosas in me which made me feel even more emotional.

Her advice and that whole experience is something I will never forget.  A few weeks ago, almost a year later, we went back to the restaurant and she happened to be our waitress again.  She even remembered Will and I and asked if I ended up going to Bermuda.  You’re probably curious too after that build up, hell I would be.

Unfortunately, it’s kind of a let down because I didn’t end up going.  Logistically I was having trouble working it out and was a BIG FAT CHICKEN and didn’t ask Al for ideas/help.  Even after Lori’s amazing advice, I was too scared of the bad things that might have happened.  I almost regret it now, but I subscribe to the belief that things happen for a reason.  Overall, I think this has taught me that I need to take more risks and just go for things.  Not taking risks leaves you with a boring life.  So in a month I will be taking a traveling journey to California, Seattle, and South Korea because why the fuck not.

Readers, I urge you to start living your life and just go for things.  You don’t want to be like me and sort of regret not traveling to an exotic island to hang out with someone you haven’t seen in a while because you were scared.  Don’t pass up opportunities.

P.S. I really hope that guy doesn’t stumble upon this page or at least this post.  Talk about an awkward way of someone finding out you had a huge crush on them.

Bathroom Line Conversations

More often than not there is a line for the women’s bathroom.  There’s no avoiding it no matter how hard that you try.  I mostly mind my own business but sometimes you run into quite the characters waiting in that line or in the woman’s bathroom itself.

I bumped into one of these characters on my way to the bathroom yesterday.  It was a one stall bathroom and this old woman and I happened upon it at the same time.  She was very kind and asked if I had to go really bad.  I didn’t and told her to go ahead.  Side note, even if I had I probably would have still let her go first because I feel like it is an unwritten rule that you always gotta let the old lady go first.  So she goes and I wait.  When she gets out some time has passed but she felt that she took a long time so she apologizes to me.  The way she did it was so funny I had to share (though it is kind of tmi haha).  She says “I’m sorry, when you get older it dribbles out.”

I can’t even comment further, the statement speaks for itself.

P.S.  Old people are my favorite.  Literally you never know what’s going to come out of their mouth.  It’s why hanging out with my grandma is a ton of fun but also a little scary.