I’m not a huge of birthdays due to the fact that I feel many people just say “Happy Birthday” to be polite. That’s why my Facebook and all my other everything’s never have my birthday on them.
If you remember, I’m grateful. If you don’t it’s okay, life would go on.
I got to work and I knew off the bat that I was sharing a birthday with one of my new coworkers Dahiana.
I’ve only been here for 3 weeks and counting and everyone seems so nice and down to earth. I especially get along with all the ladies and Shanna was no exception. She is the most sweetest and most inviting woman I have yet to meet. Earlier during the week she was picking on me, telling me my birthday is coming up, and I kept telling her it’s just another day.
If anything, everyday should be everyone’s birthday. We should all be nice to each other all the time, not just on the anniversary of the day you were born.
Once I walked into work I notice a yellow post it on my keyboard with the words
I thought it was so cute and ran over to her and gave her a hug.
Ah, I fell in love and ran up to Shanna for another hug.
Hmmm… wait until I surprise her back, no birthday needed.