disappointment

Yesterday was my birthday. Since I turned 21 I've tried not to make a big deal about it. After all, it's really just another day and no cause to celebrate.

Everybody wished me a happy birthday. Family members, friends, coworkers, people I hardly ever talk to. Even people I've never met before from a message board I no longer visit took a few seconds to acknowledge my birthday. I let my grandfather guilt me into going out to dinner and I have to 90 minutes out of my way so my parents can do the same.

I didn't want dinner or a cake or even gifts. All I wanted was a phone call from her and I didn't get it.

Get the Prize

I used to believe that you should be tactful in dealing with people. That there was way you could go for yours without ruffling feathers or step on anybody's toes. You get what you want, others respect the way you treated them and everybody's happy. Not anymore.


Now I say do whatever it takes to get what you want no matter who's feelings you hurt. You can worry about the bridges you burned after the fact. At least you got what you wanted. If people think you're an asshole just tell them to get over it.

External

There might actually be something to discussing your feelings with other people.

I should do more of it.

Gift Cards

I sent an email out earlier this morning to all the people I normally buy Christmas presents for. Both of my parents replied saying all they want is gift cards to their favorite stores. What kind of nonsense is this?

I am not a fan of the gift card. It's the easy way out. Some may say money is tacky. I argue that the gift card is more tacky than money. Everyone likes money. When's the last you turned down cold, hard cash from someone? Didn't think so.

A gift card?

If I already know what stores you frequent often, why shouldn't I take a shot and buy you something? I got to go to the damn store anyways.

"I'd rather get something that I like", says my father.

So would we all. I hate opening up presents with a shirt I hate. But, then I remember that whoever gave me that shirt possibly put a whole lot of thought into it. I know the last gift I gave someone had a whole lot of thought behind it. That's pretty damn selfish to turn your nose up at a gift.

The biggest reason why I hate gift cards - people complaining about having to go back to the stores to return something they don't like. Um, hello you have to drive to down to the store to spend that gift card.

Ok, I think I'm done with this.

Pretty much a waste of my first blog.