Hello, here to share a story that happened to me a couple of years ago. In retrospect, I also should have grown a backbone too.
It was my 21st birthday, and I had a friend and his fiancee invite me over to spend a night, watch movies, etc. My older sister was also included.
I would like to include in the background that my sister has cerebral palsy, and while not a terribly crippled case, she does need special care. This is important later.
So my BF and his little brother, also invited, arrange to pick us up. We get there and they’ve already started watching movies without me. Not a big deal, but it’s not a movie I terribly liked, either.
After the first, I bring out my own movie. I was asked to bring one, so this is just a note.
Well, more guests start coming in. People I barely know, or haven’t even met before in my life, no one I would feel special or close to. They’re all friends of the fiancee, and she thought it’d be fun. Apparently, this also doubles as a going away party for one of the guests, again, one I never met, and no one told me ahead of time. Fine, I’ll live through it.
After everyone else arrives, they request a horror movie. I am not a fan of said genre at all, and it scares both my sister and I. It’s a very long one, over six hours, and I insisted against it, as well as my BF and my sister. Everyone else wanted to watch it, and hostess wanted to put it on for all the people who have never seen it before. I also got told I would absolutely LOVE it.
I don’t like scary movies, so BF and I improvise plans for my sister to go home and get some medication she really did forget, and maybe for the three of us to stop and get milkshakes from a local dairy. We acted like we planned this all along, and sister was coming purely because she forgot her CP medication.
Hostess tells us that if we were to get shakes, we had to get one for every single guest of the party, too, or else we couldn’t leave.
I was planning on paying these off with the 20 dollars I had received in birthday money, and in retrospect of needing a spine, I agreed to getting one each for couples. This is in the multitude of 8 different shakes, and running around 3 dollars a shake; BF was nice and helped cover the last few dollars, and I had to take everyone’s orders.
We came back and sister and I pretended to be interested in the ceiling and current events. BF and his brother had to go home for the night.
Next, we paused the movie so we could have some dinner. Hostess again, great cook, but then came present opening.
They had gotten me two gifts. I should add that while I understand they are poor, it feels like they should have never gotten me anything at all. I don’t want to sound like a Gimme Pig there, but when your presents are a pair of test tube tongs and zit cream, I think you would feel slighted too. It felt completely impersonal, and insulting, as I do have acne, and I’ve been trying to control it.
They continued the movie. Sister and I had newfound interest in architecture of the Gothic period.
Movie is finally over, it’s now 1 AM. Great, can we get to sleep?
Sure we can. Boys get one room, girls get the other. Again, all fair.
Well, all the hostess’ guests get spots on furniture. A futon bed goes to the hostess, her seven month old son, and the only other person I knew from the party. A rocking chair goes to the Going Away Guest. A sofa goes to yet another girl I never knew before this party. Yes, I had no other friends there, except my sister and BF. A lot of the guests the Going Away Guest knew.
My sister and I? We get told to sleep on the floor, which is very thin, weaved carpet.
If it weren’t so late, I would have called a ride to go home. Not for me sleeping on the floor, but my sister, whose aforementioned CP needs constant comfort-objects to keep her muscles from getting too stiff and painful.
I called my mother for a ride home early the next morning. We were wanted to stay longer, but it just wasn’t fun, I didn’t feel wanted, and I was madder than a hornet that my sister had to sleep on a floor when everyone else was perfectly healthy, that I didn’t say anything about it, and the party felt more thrown in favor for Going Away Guest than it was for me, and that I was an afterthought. 0226-10
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