They only want the day off because (if it's anything like my old office) they don't want to pay out on cream cakes for everyoneMy grumpy old man opinion: Birthdays are for kids. Unless you are very young or very old, don't expect your birthday to be a PITA for me... and I will do you the same favor. I think that all birthdays between 16 and 100 should be ignored. If you reach 100, you can start celebrating again.
We have middle aged folks where I work that expect to take the day off for their birthdays! What?
How about we shut the whole place down for your special day? Our customers don't need us that bad.
Shall we talk about wedding anniversaries?
Our son has borrowed his dads' brown velvet, flared trousered sut a couple of time when he's been to 70's themed partiesDid she make you type that?
To be honest, I actually enjoy going through the photos of our wedding day. It was a great time. Trying on my wedding suit is a different matter.
I cook four days a week; Mrs hay-char does the other three. Because I work from home, I also do most of the housework, laundry and other domestic stuff. There is no end to my new mannish virtue; except in relation to my birthday.....OK, Mr Grumpy, I'm looking at it from your dear wife's point of view. Who does the cooking? If it's Mrs Hay-Char, then she could have been looking forward to a night with no cooking but is too lovely to say anything. Although it's your birthday, could she be doing with a wee break from the kitchen? . . . Or is it just selfish dancers who think like that?
Our son has borrowed his dads' brown velvet, flared trousered sut a couple of time when he's been to 70's themed parties
I cook four days a week; Mrs hay-char does the other three. Because I work from home, I also do most of the housework, laundry and other domestic stuff. There is no end to my new mannish virtue; except in relation to my birthday.....
In my defence, I used to hate Christmas as well (it had various unhappy associations) but when the kids were young, Mrs hay-char (quite rightly) read me the riot act about it being a special time for them, which was emphatically not to be ruined by me being a sourpuss, so I grew to enjoy it and we now do the full nine yards, with stockings for everyone (even though we're all far too old for them) and all the other stuff. Our daughter was most insistent that we couldn't decorate the tree until she got back from uni last Christmas.My husband never had a birthday party or a cake until he met me. I insisted that he did because I thought it was bizarre! Realised that it was more about what my idea of what a birthday was not his. The kids buy him a card and a token present (cd or DVD) because they love to give him something. I put money into an account and he can buy what he likes when he likes. I thought I was doing the right thing by forcing my ideas on him but he is much happier now. Maybe you could suggest the likes of this to your wife?
'Fraid not. No-one's perfect
My husband was the same about Christmas and I did the same as your wife because it was special for the kids. But I think you can call it when you are celebrating your day.In my defence, I used to hate Christmas as well (it had various unhappy associations) but when the kids were young, Mrs hay-char (quite rightly) read me the riot act about it being a special time for them, which was emphatically not to be ruined by me being a sourpuss, so I grew to enjoy it and we now do the full nine yards, with stockings for everyone (even though we're all far too old for them) and all the other stuff. Our daughter was most insistent that we couldn't decorate the tree until she got back from uni last Christmas.
I'm perfectly happy to do the cake and present thing - though cake not so much, now - on my birthday, though I am constantly hassled for suggestions from everyone, I just don't want to go out for a meal .....
I'm not a fan of Christmas either. I hate that the shops have stuff in the shops earlier and earlier.In my defence, I used to hate Christmas as well (it had various unhappy associations) but when the kids were young, Mrs hay-char (quite rightly) read me the riot act about it being a special time for them, which was emphatically not to be ruined by me being a sourpuss, so I grew to enjoy it and we now do the full nine yards, with stockings for everyone (even though we're all far too old for them) and all the other stuff. Our daughter was most insistent that we couldn't decorate the tree until she got back from uni last Christmas.
I'm perfectly happy to do the cake and present thing - though cake not so much, now - on my birthday, though I am constantly hassled for suggestions from everyone, I just don't want to go out for a meal .....
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