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I’ve written two pieces about crashing a party, the first and then the second. In both cases, I had to attend or my status would be destroyed.
In the first, at High School, people thought I was a friend of the School Goddess instead of her Science Homework toady. Of course, she didn’t invite me to her party. Of course, I crashed because if I hadn’t been there, then everyone would know the truth.
And, I kind of figured she would be so aghast that she’d say something and I could stop being her toady. And that is what happened.
My second crash was actually a Wedding that took place when I was at University. For me to be one of the few people on campus during the summer and NOT be invited was too much of an insult. So, I went.
There are a number of other times I have crashed, but you get the drift as to why… Status..
As the years have passed I have become less likely to attend anything save and except if it is of stellar proportions or I am literally picked up, carried to the venue and returned home.
This is because I have reached that stage in life of profound indifference.
Some years ago, a woman I’ll call Mrs Snort was inviting people to a function. Imagine you belong to a Club, a Religious Organisation, a Professional Group, any somewhat small and enclosed set of people.
Mrs. Snort went around the room, handing out invitations in a shiny blue envelope.
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Three people are talking and Mrs. Snort walks up, greets one, ignores the others, and hands the invitation to that one, treating the other two as wall paper. Talk about rude? Insulting? She had it down pat.
She didn’t call someone aside or wait for them to be alone, she waited for them to be in a group so that the non-invitees could see that they were Not Invited and so could everyone else.
I thought it was funny so kept walking around so that she didn’t get the pleasure of Not Inviting me. A few years later she came up to me and invited me to a function. I thanked her. Two hours before the function I sent her an email saying I would not be able to attend.
The reason I sent the email is because my friend Kay, told me it was basic courtesy.
A few weeks later, there was a blanket invitation to all members of a group I belonged to that at the next meeting there would be a special buffet in honour of Mr. & Mrs Pomp, two people who had spent much of the time being rather cold towards me.
I missed that meeting. I didn’t say a word to anyone about it. I just didn’t show up.
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If Mrs. Snort or the Pomps thought they had ‘insulted’ me by Not inviting me to previous functions, I think they must reassess.
