Finance Gets Personal

As I’ve mentioned before, my 10 year high school reunion is coming up in a few weeks. Many people are not going because the cost is $50 per person with a cash bar, which is quite expensive for my city.

Well, it turns out that the actual cost is only $35 per person, but they are charging $50 per person so they can use the extra money for next time’s deposit (in 10 years!). I am pretty ticked about that since who knows if I’ll even be alive in ten years and because they aren’t being up front about it.

So, my main group of friends has decided not to go to the evening event. However, we’ll be going to a picnic at the park that afternoon with the rest of the class. It has been suggested that we donate $20 per family to attend this event because most of the food is provided (we just have to bring a side). However, I believe the food has been donated by sponsors, so I’m not too happy about that either. It seems to me like the people organizing this event are upset that they’ve had to put out for the $300 deposit on the evening event’s facility, and are trying to recoup the money in whatever way possible (even from those not attending).

Argh!

(Photo Credit: Senior Ball - King and Queen by clarkstown67, used under Creative Commons licensing)

My 10-year high school reunion is next month.

There is going to be a barbeque on Saturday, an evening event with dinner, a DJ and possibly a mechanical bull (!) on Saturday night and an afternoon outing at the lake on Sunday.  People are ticked though because the evening event is $50 per person with a cash bar.  In our town, that’s a little ridiculous…

Still, I am probably going. 

But that is not the end of the drama.  Apparently the popular people planning the event left out some of the class officers, can’t find a bunch of people’s addresses and planned all of the events except for the barbeque outside of the town we graduated from (thus not contributing to its economy) and scheduled the reunion for the same weekend as the town’s annual “Community Days.”  So now other class members are blasting them on MySpace and scheduling their own events for that night.

Can we say high school all over again?

Photo Credit: High School Yearbook Photo by stillthedudeabides, used under Creative Commons licensing