Friday, January 05, 2007
Tomorrow I'll be 31. At work everyone went out to lunch for my birthday. We usually do this for people's birthdays when we can. Sometime the company pays for lunch, sometimes they don't. We usually don't know which it's going to be until the check comes. You can usually notice some of us looking around, wondering, "Are we paying? Are they paying? What's going on?"
This time we paid. Or, rather, everyone but me payed.
Sarah: Did you get a cake?
Me: Uh... actually, yeah. Steve-o ran out and bought one in the afternoon. I'm not a big cake eater, but it was nice.
Sarah: Yeah. Everyone deserves a cake on their birthday.
Me: But wait... I didn't get you a cake on your birthday.
Sarah: Oh, that's okay.
Me: Did you want one?
Sarah: It doesn't matter.
Me: But for future reference...
Sarah: Everyone deserves a cake on their birthday.
Me: Oh man...
: 2:06 PM, January 07, 2007 : 7:13 PM, January 07, 2007Oh and on New Year's Day Andrea and I were out to dinner and I saw a young man wearing the t-shirt you wrote, the super hero one. Six degrees man.
-Josh
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