Turning 48 on Sunday is ...
FAIL:
I have to spend my birthday bumping clocks up by an hour at work.
LOTS of white hair.
Having to work on my birthday.
WIN:
7 hour shift with 8 hours' pay.
Still have hair.
Having work on my birthday.
2 comments:
Faded, stretched-out tats? Probably a win if you're w/o.
And you're older than the Super Bowl. At least in Roman numerals.
Remember, it's spring ahead, fall down.
Many happy returns anyway.
Yesssss! Suck it, Super Bowl!
Another silver lining:
Fortunately my dread of needles means I'll never have a hideously deformed parody of a cute babe or murky Celtic knotwork adorning my withered hide.
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