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Unclassified Nonsense Birthdays Suck

Some administrative points first. Despite yesterday's post, I had nothing to do with psuedo-shootings on Capitol Hill. Secondly, I've found that about 75% of the sites that used to link to this one don't anymore. I guess my tired rants about being broken weren't entertaining enough. Oh well. The links weren't generating any traffic anyway.

So back to the subject at hand. Birthdays are a pain in the butt.

I've had the increasingly prudent policy governing birthdays over the past decade. I don't expect you to do anything/remember mine. Don't expect me do do anything/remember yours.

It's a very practical policy I always thought.

It started mostly because I can't remember dates. It's just easier to deal with increasing memory loss by not participating in the whole game.

The secondary reason is has more to do with the fact that with only a couple of exceptions I always got screwed on birthday festivities.

It was just easier to skip the whole process.

The only exception is that every year I exchange e-mails on my birthday with my one friend who remembers mine (and I hers). I think the reason we do so, however, is mainly because they are only a few days apart. My wife threw me a big fiesta last year which was cool. She and I went to NY and had a good time.

Anyway... I brought this up because the folks at the new job are more pally than I'm used to. Somebody sent an e-mail out about my b-day a while back and people made a much bigger deal about than I wanted. Oh well, free lunch was fine I suppose. I think it was make the new guy feel welcome day too maybe. But then when other people's birthdays at work have come and gone but nobody did anything... people are bitter. Too much drama.

My wife actually likes birthdays, but finally came over to my line of thinking after her family blew off hers this year. She wanted to get together with them and scheduled it, but they collectively cancelled to do something else. I convinced her to boycott family birthdays for a year.

After 21, birthdays are just a pain in the ass.

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That really sucks about K.

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