Quick, Someone Call Chris Hansen!

In speech class the other night we were supposed to give a ceremonial speech. It had to be either a toast, eulogy or award speech. Everyone was just rolling along, kinda of doing some humorous stuff, until this one guy walks up.

Now, in the interest of brevity, I'll try and summarize this. He said this eulogy was fictional. OK. He then goes into this story of how he was in high school, was offered a ride home by a fellow student. Person driving is a 70 year old man named "Bruce." Bruce offers kid ride home again tomorrow. Kid declines. Bruce is waiting there next day anyway, outside the school. Continues to wait for kid to give him "rides" and "talk." Kid graduates high school and moves an hour + away. "Bruce" makes sure to come and visit him at least once a month for afternoon delight lunch and brings presents on birthdays. That's enough right there I think. Oh, but I did forget to mention this kid's got a wicked facial tick and can't make eye contact with anyone during the speech.

Now, during said speech numerous people and I all exchanged glances along with uncomfortable squirming in our chairs. I mean, it wasn't just me. This sounded like a retelling of a seriously traumatic incident from this kid's childhood. It was just...weird.

I think I would have gone w/ a different angle for a "fake" story.