Birthdays were the worst days

Happy BD BP.

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 16:57 (9 years ago) Permalink

I live in the same building he grew up in. You can see our dining room in the video for Juicy.

― JMMMM, Tuesday, 29 July 2003 17:00 (9 years ago) Permalink

I will turn this into a thread about shitty birthdays. On my 21st birthday, I was just getting out of college and looking for a job. I had called about a job in the newspaper and it was suspiciously easy to set up an appointment to come down to the office. So I drove the hour from Williamsburg to Richmond, to this weird office by the train tracks. I filled out some paperwork, then they said they were going to send me out with one of their people for the day so I could see what they did. It was then that I realized I had been fooled into applying for a sales job. I instantly realized I didn't want the job and should leave, but was too wussy and thought maybe I should stick it out. So I rode in this obnoxious sales guy's car, while he quizzed me on sales terms (which I know nothing about), for about an hour, until we got to this shitty small town where we drove to different small stores and tried to get them to change their credit card servicing company. At one point, we went in this military surplus store and this creepy albino guy with a crew cut asked if we were affiliated with the government or any religious associations. I couldn't just say "Look, I don't want this job" and leave because I was riding in the dude's car. I got a horrible headache and had to eat at McDonalds at lunch. Finally, about 4:30 we got back to the office in Richmond, the sales guy said "You can come in and talk to my manager if you want, but I kind of get the feeling you don't want this job," and I was like "Bye." I drove the hour back to Williamsburg and Sarah and I went to Ruby Tuesdays where I got a beer because I was 21. That part was ok. But otherwise, worst birthday ever.

― NA (Nick A.), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 17:12 (9 years ago) Permalink

you're racist vs albinos

― Truck Turner, Tuesday, 29 July 2003 18:21 (9 years ago) Permalink

Feliz Cumpleanos for ol' Biggie. RIP.

― Texas Sam (thatgirl), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 18:23 (9 years ago) Permalink

He totally is! (j/k!)

I like it when you call me Big POppa (put your hands in the air...)

Poor Mr. Poppa. Poor POOR Mr. Poppa.

― Sarah MCLusky (coco), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 18:25 (9 years ago) Permalink

There is nothing worse than someone who uses their birthday to make life miserable for everyone one else. Yelling and screaming and "don't pay any attention to me" type thing. EEwwww.

My birthday quietly sucks with no histrionics, a pinch of angst, but the days that follow are usually pretty fun as people take me out for my "birthday" but not ON my birthday.

― Orbit (Orbit), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 22:50 (9 years ago) Permalink

I tend to keep quiet about mine, close friends only. No-one else needs to know.

― Matt (Matt), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 23:51 (9 years ago) Permalink

god I LOVE birthdays. I want to have a really big party this year. Too bad my apartment is so small that it makes everyone wanna sit in a circle and talk.

― Sarah MCLUsy (coco), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 23:55 (9 years ago) Permalink

My mother told me that grownups didn't get birthday parties, and that ruined my birthdays for almost ten years.

― Christine 'Green Leafy Dragon' Indigo (cindigo), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 01:42 (9 years ago) Permalink

My birthday this year is probably going to be depressing, but perhaps an ice flow will come along earlier so any unpleasantness can be avoided.

― Larcole (Nicole), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 01:53 (9 years ago) Permalink

Big Poppa can't hip hoppa like Poppa Large. Fuck the fact that he's more famous, I be detonating rat-poop bombs in his anus.
And I'm out.

― Poppa Large (Oops), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 02:08 (9 years ago) Permalink