When I asked my friends to tell me about their worst birthdays, only a few had material for me. I am very happy that all of your birthdays are so great.
1. My birthday is September 12th. So my birthday in 2001 was a pretty big downer. No one was really thinking of wishing me happy birthday.
2. I had a big house party for my 16th birthday. A couple of my idiot guy friends pressed moons on our deck windows, and my dad got so mad that he threw everyone out at 10 pm before Nikki and I could even blow out our candles (it was a joint birthday party.) As a teenager this was extremely embarrassing...and he ruined BOTH of our birthdays, which was just unacceptable.
3. On my 18th birthday, I had just started as a freshman at BYU so I only had a few friends. They tried to plan a birthday party for me during visiting hours (when guys are allowed to come to your dorm room), except only one person showed up, this guy with a disfiguring facial scar. We barely knew each other so it was awkward and he left as soon as he could. Then, my family forgot to call me. I called them and yelled, "hey, guess what day it is today, it's my birthday!" They tried to make up some lame excuse that they were planning to call me but since it was pretty late, I had my doubts.
4. I met this guy at a work conference and he asked me out. It happened to be my birthday. Against better judgment I went, and we really hit it off. After a lovely evening together we made out for a while and said goodnight with plans to meet the next day at lunch. At lunch, he said he had something to tell me. He was married, but we had such a magical evening, could we still date each other? I said, "no thanks" and he said, "I'm surprised, I thought you would be okay with it". Not so romantic a birthday after all.
5. We had just celebrated my birthday at a pizza place and my two friends and I were driving back to the UNLV campus. I was dropping off my friend at his car; he had just injured his ankle pretty badly, so my best friend was going to have to drive him home. On the way, a car came pulled out of the gas station, and hit us! Then he pulled into the parking lot across the street. I followed him, assuming that this is where we'd exchange information, etc. And then he sped off!! I wasn't going to let this guy get away from me. I followed him. A car chase ensued. Red lights were run, the speed limit laws were broken. He drove into an apartment complex parking lot, where I lost him. I was really upset that we didn't catch him.
Then we started to think- what would actually have happened if we caught this guy? What were we going to do? Two 20 year old college-girls, and one boy with a bum ankle. It was ridiculous. We went back to the gas station to see if they had any security camera's that had this vehicles details (they didn't release anything to us). There were two motorcycle cops there, so we told them our situation, and we were able to file a police report. Then we took pictures with them because it was, after all, still my birthday!
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On my 25th birthday, my boyfriend of over a year sent me an email wishing me a happy birthday. He was in a different country, so calling on the phone would have been a pain, but he also had really cheap long distance, so really the only difficulty would have just been figuring out the time change. Since he was a physics major, that shouldn't have been too tricky either, actually. Way after the fact, he claimed that he hadn't called because I'd been traveling and he wasn't sure when I was getting home. But this is the same guy who nearly broke up with me for not remembering who he home taught, so by his own standards, he should have memorized my travel schedule.
ReplyDeleteAnyway. I emailed him back informing him that I was disappointed to only get an email for my quarter-of-a-century birthday. Which royally pissed him off. He sent me the nastiest email ever claiming that I was manipulative (among other things) and broke up with me. It was awesome.
A month later I met my husband, who has never gotten mad at me for anything (even stuff I probably deserved some anger for), so I guess it was all for the best. But that was a pretty sucky birthday.
I like stories where something horrible happens and then something awesome happens right after
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