Getting what I deserve.

Happy Birthday to me. I went to work and attended a meeting on, “What we should be doing in our group,” which so incensed my co-worker that he told a complete stranger how useless we all were. Nothing new there, just more confirmation that I’m not the only one who is frustrated and wanting to leave the group if not Megacorp in general.

I was told to go to the Rogue Brewery on my birthday and score lots of swag. A yard of beer, a glass, and a t-shirt. What I got is bupkis. I got to drive around for five minutes and park eight blocks away for my trouble and sit in a smoke-filled bar. Well, Dave the Trainer and I did get to eat Kobe beef hamburgers and the beer was good and he bought my birthday dinner. But the initial disappointment was hard to overcome. I was looking forward to my swag for several weeks.

My sister came through with a weird mini-speaker for my iPod that isn’t very loud, and a mini-carrot-cake! She didn’t even steal a slice before delivery.

2007 Birthday cake.

I also found out that I should probably avoid drinking for a while. I’m generally a happy drunk but all I could think of is how much I hated my current job. I even called my sister to complain (about the job and the lack of birthday swag). So, even though I’m supposed to go on a pub crawl tomorrow and to a bar on Saturday for my ex-girlfriend’s birthday, I may not be drinking at all. Well, nothing alcoholic anyway. I may reconsider tomorrow.

7 thoughts on “Getting what I deserve.”

  1. Happy Birthday! I first started reading your blog several years ago (when your sister was away and you were babysitting her blog). I’m just a lurker over there, too, but I wanted to delurk and say “hi.”
    I remember when you were diagnosed with leukemia, but then it didn’t seem like you had any symptoms. Is everything okay? Was it a false alarm? Are the meds working? I’ll admit I’m not always a regular reader so I hope I didn’t miss anything important. At any rate, it’s nice to hear that you had another birthday (swag or no swag).

  2. when are you and Dave the trainer going to come out of the closet???!!! Kidding! Sorry that there was no swag…I thought for sure you’d at least get some tittie bar action in!

  3. Happy belated birthday! (This even though I actually wrote it on the calendar this year–embarrassing, but predictable)
    Hope the carrot cake was good!
    PS Sometimes bars make decent lemonade.

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