Will you sign this birthday card?
Today somebody stopped by my work-hut and handed me a little brown paper bag. It did not contain a lemon. The bag contained a birthday card. The birthday card was for a coworker. Lots of people had signed the card, and I was asked to do the same.
Every time this happens to me I get a big lump in my liver. How will I ever think of something to write on this silly little card that can ever make up for the complete lack of interest and concern I have for this colleague? Or, if I do happen to care about this colleague, how will I ever think of something to write that can communicate this without being silly or sappy?
Some people write "Happy Birthday," or "I hope you can run again soon [after some horrible accident]," or "It's been great working with you." Blah, Blah, Blah.
I usually just write, "Way to go!"
Every time this happens to me I get a big lump in my liver. How will I ever think of something to write on this silly little card that can ever make up for the complete lack of interest and concern I have for this colleague? Or, if I do happen to care about this colleague, how will I ever think of something to write that can communicate this without being silly or sappy?
Some people write "Happy Birthday," or "I hope you can run again soon [after some horrible accident]," or "It's been great working with you." Blah, Blah, Blah.
I usually just write, "Way to go!"
posted by My Freakwentness at 9:59 AM
3 Comments:
never heard lump in my liver before. that's a new one.
Way to go!
I usually say nothing and just sign my name
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