There is no balance in Susan's life. None.
It's all workworkworkwork then she goes home and drinks. Or sleeps. Or screams at people to hang up wet towels.

Today was Susan's birthday and it was a real crappy one. She was in a foul mood left over from yesterday and couldn't even fake a smile. Of course, she didn't really try.

People in the know wished Susan a happy birthday, gave her cards,
a flowering plant, a cake. That sort of helped, but only a little.

Susan's mood improved when her friend Fire Ball showed up with her little offspring. They presented Susan with a wonderful arrangement of orange Gerbera daisies and palm fronds then Susan allowed the little offspring to charm her into fifteen minutes of relaxation.

Later at home Susan's little sister and all her nieces showed up with a birthday cake, Susan blew the candles out unenthusiastically.

She told her little sister the story of the previous m*therf*cking rotten day at Acme Sweatshop then her little sister shared her own unpleasant work stories.

It seems that Susan is not alone in her birthday misery, and that knowledge was the best present of all.


Dawn in DC said...

Happy belated birthday, my friend.

I hope today doesn't suck.

Where the Fur Flies said...

Happy belated birthday. I hope that your days are sucking less, and that your mood is adjusting accordingly.

Cupcake Murphy said...

Happy Birthday Susan!

Twisted Susan said...

Thanks, girls!

Kathleen said...

Happy Birthday cousin susan!

Meg at the Members Lounge said...

Susan, have a m***er f**king good weekend. Happy belated birthday!

Anonymous said...

Damn - At least you have a motherf****ng memory! Is it June?

Happy, happy belated birthday, Friend.
I'll join your book club - if it's once a month and we meet in the middle......