Not so bad, according to some of the readers who wrote to me to share their Senior Week memories.
“My boss at the hardware store I worked at in the ’80s told me stories of how he and his buddies used to blow up lifeguard shacks in the ’60s. With dynamite. Blew up. Sky-high,” dead-panned Mark Bond, who lives in the District.
He said I probably didn’t get out much as a kid. Absolutely, Mr. Bond, and you’ll swear that to my mom, okay?
Others remembered their own senior weeks as drunken, memorable rites of passage that all of today’s parents remember (but won’t tell about) and now dread.
“I was a Senior Week partaker more than 10 years ago, and let me say, it was no different then,” wrote one commenter, llclarityll. “The kids who go to Senior Week and obliterate themselves night after night and make seriously questionable choices or endanger themselves or others are more than likely the same kids who will be hardcore binge drinkers making the same terrible decisions in college.”
One week of partying probably won’t destroy the life of someone who’s just cutting loose, argued mcqueen0831. “I graduated in ’99 and went to beach week. I partied so hard I forgot where I was the next day. I had fun that week, came back home, got a part time job and enrolled in college in the fall. Graduated, got a job and moved on with my life.”
Maybe it’s the age, the time in life, the release after months of SAT prep classes, essays, tests, years and years of piano lessons. Who could blame stressed-out seniors for a little Bongzilla action?
Or maybe it’s the place, something about Ocean City that turns otherwise civil and reasonable people into total wankers?
That’s the theory of DigitalMan08: “Teens are one thing but Ocean City has a way of bringing out the worst in some adults, too. I’m a native Marylander that has traveled the world and nowhere have I seen the sort of behavior that occurs in OC. The drinking, power-boating, steroid taking types are out there everywhere waiting for you to look at them the wrong way. I struggle to find the reason for it too. Is it the people of the DC-Baltimore area? Who knows, but I have never seen grown adults act like belligerent high schoolers anywhere on Earth like OC.”
So what are your craziest Senior Week memories? Would you let your kids go?