Lunch Time Poll

If, for reasons too boring and convoluted to get into, you weren't friends with somebody anymore, and they invited you to a party (via Evite), only to disinvite you later (also via Evite) what would be the appropriate course of action on your part?

A. Ignore said situation and continue original plan to not attend said party?

B. Suspend original plan to not go to said party and crash it as if the disinvite never happened?

I am inclined to say B, but I'm afraid that the irritatingly grownup thing to do is A.

It astounds me that age the age of 31, I am still compelled to wrestle with such questions. Nobody ever tells you when you're in Junior High that the social indignities of Junior High never really go away. Deep down we're all just a bunch of acne-ridden frizz-heads in pegged jeans and cable-knit sweaters from the Limited* I guess.

Jigga jigga wha...?

*Those of you who are my age will totally appreciate this reference. The rest of you, not so much I'm thinking.



In the comments section tell me what you'd do. Then tell me what your favorite 8th grade outfit was.

Comments

[Kristin]

Is the party in a bar? If so, I would definitely go with B... Who am I kidding? I'd go to the party anyway. I am SO not a grown up.

[Shannon]

Option C: throw your own party to compete with the original party.

If you're gonna be immature, go whole-hog immature!

[Bridal Bird]

I wouldn't get within 10 miles of the place. Who wants to waste valuable life time going to a party where they're not wanted?

Fave 8th-grade outfit (1991-92): those ridiculous long, printed shorts (from the Limited no less!), white button down blouse, bomber jacket, gold charm bracelet. On casual days: a G&S surfboard band bracelet. (shuddering at the thought now)

[belle]

WTF is up with the disinvite? I like the idea of throwing a competing party, taking great care to invite everyone on the evite list of the disinvitor.

Alternately, if the party is to be held in a public place, you could arrive early on the day of the party and do one of the following:

a.) Set up a bucket of pig's blood, Carrie-style, that will pour over the dis-invitor's head at an inopportune moment and cause great shame and embarrassment, thereby eradicating the disinvitor’s self-esteem while entertaining others.
b.) Release hundreds of mice/roaches/birds/small children into the air vents of the establishment, ensuring that they will be lured out during the height of the gathering by cheese/crumbs/nuts/piñatas, thereby eliciting the attendees’ fear and/or disgust and ruining the party.

Or…

If you really want to get nasty, send out your own evite. Make it the most awesome evite ever. And make sure it has the same location/time/date info as the disinvitor’s. Only you should send yours to as many groups of people you know wouldn’t mesh with the disinvitor, et al. (Invite bikers to the wine & cheese shindig; Young Republicans to the hippie bonfire, PFLAG to the Christian Right Potluck dinner... See where I’m going with this?)

Screw being mature. There’s so much more fun (and delightful revenge) to be had when you aren’t.

[Bridal Bird]

Ooh, or you could always send the disinvitor an evite to "go fuck yourself."

[Hey Pretty]

snerk.
Bridal Bird wins the funny comment of the day contest.

I will simply forget I ever received an Evite in the first place, as I was planning on doing anyway.

[booboo]

I'd go with B.

Fave 8th grade outfit--- long ribbed cream tunic (Limited or maybe Lerner variety) with matching ribbed cream tights and blue stretchy miniskirt, long chain necklace with an amethyst crystal and cream scrunchie. Yikes, the memories! And cream is sooo not my color. The bangs were rocking, though.

[a.]

I'd probably ignore the evite thing, but would secretly want to make a bit deal out of it.

favorite 8th grade outfit:
cream stirrup pants with one of those sweatshirts that was canvas and had pictures of flowers and random french words on it from Express.
also a yellow fringed purse for keeping my tampons that I wasn't 100% clear on how to use properly yet.
also keds. and scrunch socks.

[Samantha]

I would just ignore it since you aren't friends anyways. Not worth your energy. Favorite eighth grade outfit- sheesh! I think it was a denim skirt or shorts with a tank top, an unbuttoned flannel shirt and red 10 hole Doc Martens.