This one is from Cindy.
12. From junior year of high school to junior year of college, I was a semi-serious watcher of Days of Our Lives.
The summer between junior and senior year, my parents went away on vacation. I don’t remember how the conversation started or what led to this but I spent a week sleeping over my ex-girlfriend #1’s house (It’s not as scandalous as it sounds). So one day, Ex-1 either went out or was doing something in the kitchen and her mother was watching Days of Our Lives. I sat there quietly at first but there was just crazy shit going on so I started asking questions. Over the course of the week, she gave me the whole download on John Black, Marlena, The Dimeras, the Bo/Hope/Billie love triangle. I became obsessed and watched Days of our Lives for the entire summer. When my mom wasn’t looking, I’d read her Soap Opera Digest. It was sad.
Then senior year, I overheard Eva, my best friend, talking about Days of our Lives and I jumped right in. From that point on, it was our bond. We talked about it all the time in high school and then in college when my class schedule allowed me to be home between 1 and 2 PM to catch it.
As soap operas have a tendency to do, it got a little crazy. Actually, now that I’m thinking about it, the same things that drove me away from Days of our Lives then are the same things that intrigue me about Lost. So by senior year of NYU, I stopped following it altogether.
Years later, I was home sick from work and Days of our Lives and was like, “Wait, why are all the kids like 20 years old now?”