It’s my Birthday
I turn 26 today. In 4 more years I’ll be 30. That seems old.
There’s this weird ass custom at work that you have to buy food to bring in for your birthday. I think it’s really stupid. Shouldn’t someone buy food for me on my birthday?
Anyway here’s what I sent out to everyone to tell them food was available at my desk.
Just before I introduced the President for his big speech (when he came to Opposite of Dog), he took me aside and gave me these words of wisdom:
He said, "Andrew, if you don't bring treats in for your 26th birthday, the terrorists will have won."
Who am I to defy that logic. Stop by my desk and grab some food.
I could tell who the staunch Bush supporters were, because they didn’t stop by for a doughnut. It was more than 30% of the people I sent it to, so it tells you about the makeup of people who I work with.
Played some hockey last night. I got the goon award with 3 penalties in the game. They were all against the same guy. He should be playing in the A division, but he’s poaching in C.
The first penalty was legit. I play defense and he cut in to the net from the outside. I slashed his stick/wrists as he crossed in front of the goal thus preventing a goal.
The second penalty was as a result of Mr. A league checking (in a non-check league) our best player, a 17 year old kid who’s fast as hell but pretty small. He didn’t get a penalty for it and our whole bench was pissed. The next time he and I were on the ice at the same time, I cross-checked him and knee dropped onto him when he got too close to our goalie. As I rolled over him he punched me in the head. We got matching minors.
The third penalty was an accident on my part. He got by me and I was chasing him doing a little stick work on his stick. My stick got loose and rode up his stick and I tagged him in the face. He wasn’t wearing a cage so it was stick on skin contact. I’m not trying to hurt anyone long term so I immediately went over to him and looked to see if he was OK and apologized. I don’t think I hit him too hard, and I didn’t break the skin so he just smiled at me and said it was OK. I think he embellished it a bit.
So those were my three penalties. We ended up tying with them by pulling our goalie with one minute left. We scored with 10 seconds left to play. It was a really good game.
There’s this weird ass custom at work that you have to buy food to bring in for your birthday. I think it’s really stupid. Shouldn’t someone buy food for me on my birthday?
Anyway here’s what I sent out to everyone to tell them food was available at my desk.
Just before I introduced the President for his big speech (when he came to Opposite of Dog), he took me aside and gave me these words of wisdom:
He said, "Andrew, if you don't bring treats in for your 26th birthday, the terrorists will have won."
Who am I to defy that logic. Stop by my desk and grab some food.
I could tell who the staunch Bush supporters were, because they didn’t stop by for a doughnut. It was more than 30% of the people I sent it to, so it tells you about the makeup of people who I work with.
Played some hockey last night. I got the goon award with 3 penalties in the game. They were all against the same guy. He should be playing in the A division, but he’s poaching in C.
The first penalty was legit. I play defense and he cut in to the net from the outside. I slashed his stick/wrists as he crossed in front of the goal thus preventing a goal.
The second penalty was as a result of Mr. A league checking (in a non-check league) our best player, a 17 year old kid who’s fast as hell but pretty small. He didn’t get a penalty for it and our whole bench was pissed. The next time he and I were on the ice at the same time, I cross-checked him and knee dropped onto him when he got too close to our goalie. As I rolled over him he punched me in the head. We got matching minors.
The third penalty was an accident on my part. He got by me and I was chasing him doing a little stick work on his stick. My stick got loose and rode up his stick and I tagged him in the face. He wasn’t wearing a cage so it was stick on skin contact. I’m not trying to hurt anyone long term so I immediately went over to him and looked to see if he was OK and apologized. I don’t think I hit him too hard, and I didn’t break the skin so he just smiled at me and said it was OK. I think he embellished it a bit.
So those were my three penalties. We ended up tying with them by pulling our goalie with one minute left. We scored with 10 seconds left to play. It was a really good game.
4 Comments:
26 huh? Happy birthday! I like the picture, and even though I have supported Bush *in the past*, I would have stopped by. If someone can't take a little political humor, they're a tool.
Here I was thinking you were older than me. That sucks.
By Nick, at 9:05 AM, February 26, 2007
You shoulda dropped the gloves with him..... Given him the ol' 1,2 smackeroo...
Your wonderful wife should go sometime and capture your glory on film.
By Anonymous, at 8:28 PM, February 26, 2007
His wonderful wife is always home with the sleeping baby. You need to tell rink manager guy to schedule his games earlier than 9pm!
By Anonymous, at 11:28 PM, February 26, 2007
You get no sympathy from me. In less than 3 years I will be 50. 50! Imagine that. I can't remember 30. I should be so lucky.
By Chris, at 7:08 PM, March 02, 2007
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