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.