Yesterday I called a friend of mine from childhood who grew up next door to me. His name is Frank and now he's a married father of three and a partner in a law firm. I wanted to rib him a little about our upcoming 25 year high school reunion. (There is no way in hell he'll go!) I also needed some free legal advice on a business idea my husband has. Anyway,we got to talking about the old times and he reminded me of a story that completely cracked me up! (All the funnier that it was about me...don't we all love a good funny story about ourselves!?)
Here's the story. Senior year in high school, Frank's parents went away for the weekend and he had a party. One of our friends, Lauren L. got drunk at the party and went home wasted. Her mother was really angry and called Frank's house. She left a message with Frank for his mother to call her back. Frank was shaking in his boots. He was a very well behaved kid who was not used to getting in trouble. Lucky for him he lived next door to a not so well behaved girl who always had a plan.
I've had a low, rather mature voice my starting at about age 12. So I called Lauren's mother pretending to be Frank's mom. (These were the days before caller ID). I apologized for what happened to her daughter at my home. I then assured her that I would not be leaving my sons EVER again and that my son, Frank was grounded for a month.
I was extremely convincing and she bought it hook, line and sinker. Problem solved.
It was so funny to talk about some of the funny times we had growing up, and I didn't feel so bad about asking for free legal advice when I was reminded of how my buddy owed me BIG TIME for bailing him out 25 years ago!
Anyway, my conversation with my childhood friend reinforced how excited I am to go to the reunion and laugh with by buds about the "good old days!"
