I saw a post on this on Facebook, and well, even though I shouldn't, I am going here.
As it was posted, " How awkward is it to see someone you went to high school with?"
Hell, in many cases, it is even worse if you taught them.
Especially if it goes past " How you doing? What are you doing now?"
I'd like to ask stuff like.....
" How was prison?"
" How many husbands/ wives is it now?"
" How many kids by how many different men now?"
" I seriously thought you were dead?"
" Can't keep a job can you?"
" You know, you may need to seek professional help."
And even if I know who you are after 20-30 years I may not recognize you. And invariably I have to ask "Who are you again?"
And then, there are those who I do recognize, who do not want me to recognize them. And to be honest now, unless I see, speak to you fairly often I am probably not going to initiate speaking to you. That's just the way it somehow turns out.
You have got to remember there are about 4000-6000 of you I have taught in the world. I am not going to remember you, nor may some of you remember me. And please, don't get upset if this happens.
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