It's a tradition in my workplace, that on someone's birthday everyone gets a card and gives it to the birthday girl/boy and eat cake. No awkward singing. Which is nice.
Except, I never know what to write in my card. I mean, isn't that why you can get cards with text? So that the card companies can do all the work for you?! I follow Demetri Martin's lead and write whatever I find interesting at the time.
Lobsters have green blood, just like Star Trek's Vulcans.
Light bulbs make terrible traveling companions.
Toes are weird.
That sort of thing. I'm getting a reputation as the "weird girl" in the office. I just think everyone else lacks my imagination.
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