…kinda.
Okay, it’s not REALLY Boyfriend’s birthday. His birthday is in September.
However, we've been celebrating some birthdays and decorating cubicles/desks at
work.
I sit right by
Boyfriend's department, and one of my coworkers/his employees pointout out that
we should celebrate his birthday. Another coworker swore that she remembered it
was in July.
Conversations like
this happened:
Coworker 1: We need to figure out his birthday!
Me: Yeah, did you guys ever celebrate it in the other office?
Coworker 2: It's July. I know it's in July.
Me: Oh okay. Cool.
Coworker 3: Let's facebook stalk him!
Me: *pretending I haven't done that a million times* Oh, look at
that. His profile is mostly hidden. Sadness.
Coworker 3: His birthday isn't on it! Boooo.
Me: I. Am. Shocked.
Me: Nope.
Coworker 1: Hey, why don't we just celebrate it next Friday?
Me: Sounds good!
Coworker 1: He definitely won't expect it on a random day.
Coworker 2: Perfect! It'll coincide with Hawaiian Shirt Friday!
[Hawaiian Shirt Friday
is something started by a manager as a way of bringing a tiny bit of joy into
the office. Boyfriend started wearing one, too.]
And then, genius
struck.
Me: Guys, I have a ton of old decorations from when my family threw
a luau-themed graduation party!
Coworker 1: Perfect.
Look, a Hawaiian Lady
pinata!
Complete with glory
hole: (the poor man's inflatable doll).
Then Boyfriend told me he was taking Friday off. So we decided to celebrate on Wednesday instead. On Tuesday, after
Boyfriend left, we decorated the ever-loving shit ouf of his office. Look:
And then he told me he wasn't coming in on Wednesday (needs to take care of his kid).
Sigh. So he should see it today, Thursday. I'm hoping he's super surprised this morning. Hence why this post is going up a bit late. I didn't want him to decide to read it from home this morning and have it ruined. I only wish I could get up at the asscrack of dawn, so I could see his face when he comes in ungodly early.
Sigh. So he should see it today, Thursday. I'm hoping he's super surprised this morning. Hence why this post is going up a bit late. I didn't want him to decide to read it from home this morning and have it ruined. I only wish I could get up at the asscrack of dawn, so I could see his face when he comes in ungodly early.
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