It’s been a decade since i finished school. I see an old classmate sometimes when he does maintenance work in my apartment block. About a year ago he asked if I was going to the reunion organised by some of our classmates. I said no because i couldn’t think of anything worse and also hadn’t been invited. (Apparently they organised it over Facebook which i dont have.)

When i next saw him 6 months later I asked how the reunion was and he exasperatedly explained that it had been a real s@#t show. The mean girls had started planning it together, fell out and then started each planning their own. So there was about 4 s#@tty tiny awkward parties and everyone was confused.