When it got to my turn, the teacher just said "Now tell me about you", assuming I understood what kind of information he was expecting. Thing is, I was so nervous that I spaced out for a bit and got lost in my overthinking mind, so I didn't hear the teacher's questions to my classmates. The Maths teacher started our first class by asking each of us about our education background (what school we came from, what they taught in our last year's Maths class etc.), just trying to get a general idea of what kind of students he was dealing with. When I was 11, it was my first day at a new school and all the other students were also new. This happened in 2002 and I still think about it all the time. Darrell was the name of the friend who had just died. It was the typical record scratch moment where everyone stopped and looked at me. Sorting my cards for another round of Presidents and A**holes I offhandedly said “heh and Darrell!”.
I didn’t know him that well, but I was always down to party.Īnyway the phone rings, and the person who answered started listing off names. It was a kind of get together to remember a friend that they had who had recently died in a car accident. The joke wasn’t really funny, and made no sense out of context, but I guess that’s why it was an inside joke.įriend group #2: I was hanging out playing some drinking games with a bunch of people that I hadn’t hung out with in a while. I accidentally mixed up an inside joke with the wrong friend group with disastrous results.įriend group #1: The “joke” was when someone calls and asks who’s all there we would add Darrell to the list of names.
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