Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Birthday bungles

Today's a busy day:
My friends mean very well, but a trio of incidents recently (collectively, "the birthday bungles") has convinced me I never need to worry about them keeping secrets from me.

  1. Dan's mail - I step into Dan's room to say hi, as I usually do. He's sprawled oafishly across his bed, so I sit in his chair. Which happens to be facing his computer screen. Which is opened up to the most recent e-mail he got, from Jenn, specifying what they got me for my birthday.
  2. Jenn's printout - Ignoring this, I print out the Econ assignment and head downstairs to the printer to pick it up. I scoop up all the paper there. At the end of my assignment, I realize I grabbed Jenn's printed receipt with the purchase price of my gift. (And her MasterCard number - cool!)
  3. Denver's phonecall - "Hello?" "Oh, hi Colin! So, I hear you're having a birthday party tomorrow?!" "Erm. Nope, no-one's told me anything about that." [awkward silence for 30 seconds] "Is anyone else home?"
Yay for friends and "surprises". :)

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