Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Work Birthdays


Well, I just got it handed to me. The dreaded Folder of Fake Sincerity. Within which contains a birthday card for someone in my work group, which I must sign, wishing whoever's birthday it is a...happy birthday.

If you think greeting cards themselves are all lame (and they are), just wait to read what people write inside a work birthday card. Part of the problem is that you probably don't know the person very well (so, penning "Get wrecked!" probably isn't the best idea). And another part of the problem is that the card gets passed around and displayed proudly on the recipient's desk, like a combat medal, so wishing someone "Get laid!" on their birthday is probably not the most ideal thing for work environs either.

Instead, what's left is a bunch of sentiments that are so sterile, I could smear the card all over gaping wounds on my body and not even feel the need for Bactine. So, the recipient is treated to such heartfelt expressions as:

"Happy Birthday!"
"Have a great birthday!"
"Have a wonderful birthday!"
(the two above sound like drill sergeant orders. What if my foot gets run over by a garbage truck on my birthday? Do I still have to have a great/wonderful one?)

Then you have greetings that are slightly less bossy, but also filled with skepticism:

"Hope you have a happy birthday!"
"Hope you have a wonderful birthday!"
"Hope your birthday is/was great/fantastic!"
In other words...you might get your foot run over by a garbage truck, but I really hope that doesn't happen. But you never know. Or, in the case of the past tense birthday, "I didn't hear anything, but I hope you didn't get your foot run over by a garbage truck on your birthday."

Then you have the obligatory, contradicting commands from various people:

"Don't eat too much cake!" (usually followed by some sort of smiley face drawing)
"Eat lots of cake!" (also followed by some sort of smiley face drawing, especially if the author misspells the word as "lot's").

Then, you have people who try to be funny:

"Happy birthday! You're still young! But older than me...HAHAHA!" They have to include the "HAHAHA" at the end, because then the person knows it is an uproarious joke at their expense and they are cued to laugh uncontrollably while half-stale birthday cake comes out of their nose.

Then you have someone who is either the person's best friend forever, works for Hallmark, is drunk, or any combination of the three:

"You are such a wonderful person! Have the great time you deserve on your 27th birthday! May all your wishes come true and may the happiness you give to everyone in your life come back to you tenfold; not only on this, your special birthday, but on every day for the rest of your life!"

This vomitous message is usually signed "Love," so-and-so and usually refers to the receipient by some nickname that you never in a million years knew they had.

If I ever leave this job, the last birthday card I sign before I quit will be something along the lines of "All right! Blow and midget porn for everyone! Just like last year! Woohoo!!!!" That ought to raise the bar on birthday card greetings just a tad.

Looking like a monkey and smelling like one too,

- Dim.

8 Comments:

Blogger Rusty said...

I HATE faculty birthday cards! UGH! I always obsess over what pathetic drivel I'm going to write to go with everyone else's pathetic drivel, and once I write it down in pen/marker, I realize that what I wrote sounded stupid anyway. Sheesh! I feel your pain.

This whole post reminded me (and Jenny, I'm sure) of the episode of The Office where Michael decides someone's birthday MUST be celebrated to up morale, and chooses the red-headed lady (I don't remember her name) and throws a party for her. The things that were written in her card pretty much match your suggestions.

Blow and midget porn? You're a sick, sad man, Dim.

1:54 PM  
Blogger March2theSea said...

Yeah the office I was gonna mention..he says he was the go to guy for the "best lines in cards". He said she was sad she lost her vagina when she had a hysterectomy a few years earlier. Well done!

3:47 PM  
Blogger Dim said...

HAHA! Man, I'm torn...should I get season 1 of The Office on DVD now, or wait and hope they bundle seasons 1 and 2 at a special low price?!

3:53 PM  
Blogger Rusty said...

I'm going for the special low price. I'm doing the same thing for Harry Potter movies, and since that will be a damn long time, I think I can wait a few months for The Office to be bundled. :)

4:02 PM  
Blogger B. said...

Perfect timing on this post Dim. I had to sign a card yesterday for a fellow faculty member, and, of course, there were about 10 lame entries already so I wrote in very small letters "Have a fun day." Followed by no love, sincerely, etc., just the first name. I don't even know the guy. However, I was invited by his wife to attend a surprise party for him. After she verbally gave me the invite, I asked, "Should we bring anything?" She replied, "Ummmm....a present." WTF? I meant should we bring food or something. I wasn't even thinking about buying a present for a guy I don't know. That's a bunch of crap. So, I have decided to boycott the b-day bash due to the wife's asinine (is that spelled right?)request that I bring a gift. Sorry. I don't attend functions where I am "expected" to bring gifts. Sorry this comment took up so much space. :)

4:55 PM  
Blogger Dim said...

Hey B., I'm glad to get comments of any size, believe me!

What a lame-o thing for the wife to say. I would have hard a hard time choosing doing what you did and actually going to the party with the most embarrassing gift I could find at Spencer's at the mall.

- D.

5:22 PM  
Blogger Jenny G said...

He ends up writing something about Liz Taylor wanting her age and her divorces back, and I'm amazed that I can't remember the actual quote. I think you should get season 1 now so that they see that it's popular and they keep it on the air.

7:14 PM  
Blogger Kate said...

Hahahaha! *snorts cake*

7:58 PM  

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