So Disappointing
Last weekend I went to a local college bar with a couple friends. It’s a place I enjoy going to because it’s more or less a collection of the dumbest, douchiest kids from my town and the next town over, and every so often I’ll run into an old friend that I haven’t kept up with.
So we’re at the bar trying to order some drinks and I saw this girl Amanda that I used to work with in high school. At the time, I thought Amanda was the hottest girl I had ever met. We hung out once or twice outside of work with some other kids we worked with, but I was a huge bitch in high school and never made a move. For the rest of my high school days, and even into college, Amanda was the standard against which I measured every other girl I saw.
At first I thought she looked exactly the same. We got our drinks and walked to the other side of the bar where she was. As I got closer, my jaw dropped in horror as I realized that the Amanda I was looking at had plummeted at least 3 points on the looks scale compared to the Amanda that I remembered. She had a shitty tan, unkempt, wavy hair, and she looked like she lost about 30 pounds, and she was already too skinny back in high school. In short, she looked like she’d been living on a diet of celery and cocaine.
Memories are funny that way: the better they are in your head, the better it is that they stay there.
