Cubicle birthdays can be a blast! I had a birthday last weekend and... no one even knew. It felt good to roam around the cube maze with my little secret. Yes, I had passed the day of my birth successfully without the office lighting up. When I say "lighting up" I do mean something very specific. It's the birthday tone, which takes place when everyone finds out it's your birthday.
Bob had a birthday last week and he had to take five Tylenol to get rid of his headache. All the back slaps and "over the hill" jokes, the prank birthday presents and the awkward non-prank presents, and the not-so-free free lunch you have to buy everyone to celebrate your special day. Bob had people stopping by his desk to ask his what he was doing to celebrate and what his wife had gotten him all day long. He practically got zero work done.
I sat across from his cube watching it all take place and relishing in the fact that it wouldn't happen to me on my birthday. Well, the birthday came and went, and here I am blogging about not having to deal with all the attention. Today was just another day, the invoices came and went, I've had to re-tac a view loose papers that fell on the ground, and I've responded promptly to my incoming e-mails. I'm just sitting here in peace. I'm sure Bob is off of his birthday high right now. That must stink.
I sure am glad I didn't have to deal with those old jokes...
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