Hey, wow, it's my birthday. Scott gave me a gift last night, and I'd hardly thought about it; so I blinked. I got an email this morning. The office has donuts.
It's weird. Birthdays used to matter so much when I was growing up, and then they stopped because I just didn't keep track. And partly because, well, for a while the former secretary at our office insisted on birthday lunches for everyone, and I really, really wanted them to forget mine. I don't generally enjoy meals as a social occasion, so giving me such a meal for my birthday is not really a gift.
On the other hand, today brought donuts to the office in my honor, and polite happy birthdays. I like donuts, and minor fuss. I like donuts rather a lot.
So far, so good. (Major problem at client site, but sorting it out is blessedly someone else's problem, and a quick-fix for it was in place before we finished the evaluation.)
It's weird. Birthdays used to matter so much when I was growing up, and then they stopped because I just didn't keep track. And partly because, well, for a while the former secretary at our office insisted on birthday lunches for everyone, and I really, really wanted them to forget mine. I don't generally enjoy meals as a social occasion, so giving me such a meal for my birthday is not really a gift.
On the other hand, today brought donuts to the office in my honor, and polite happy birthdays. I like donuts, and minor fuss. I like donuts rather a lot.
So far, so good. (Major problem at client site, but sorting it out is blessedly someone else's problem, and a quick-fix for it was in place before we finished the evaluation.)
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Would you like some snow? If you could take significant amount of my hands it would be most appreciated ;^)