It’s when you least expect to run into people from high school that you wear your ugliest «errands» outfit and leave the house in a hurry. Suddenly, in the Target aisles, as you fumble with your shopping list, you hear a voice sneak up behind you. The squealing begins before you can even turn around and you know your goose is cooked as they yell, «Oh my gosh, you went to my high school, right?»

You’re toast.