My 30th high school reunion was last night. I wasn't there. I was working in the other ballroom, catering a wedding. I didn't even realize it was my high school class until I saw Kathleen Jervis and Rachel Simmons in the smoking lounge when I went in there to empty the ashtrays. Those bitches! I heard them before I saw them- it was a complete flashback to high school, when I'd walk into the ladies room and hear their high-pitched laughs as they made fun of everyone in our homeroom, chair by chair, except instead of making fun of David Bunson's glasses, they were talking about how fake Marie Blackledge's wig looked and how they would never leave the house wearing a wig that tacky, chemotherapy or not.
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