Hello McFly
So Monday I did the whole birthday thing. The day sucked for the most part, mostly because of the whole Monday aspect. I did the school thing, bombed a test or two, and then went to work.
Work was work. I admit, working at a brewery, I am not necessarily subjected to much of the same drudgery as those who have office jobs, but I can zone out despite the environment. I did have people pop into the lab periodically, exclaiming "Happy Birthday Bianca!" That was nice. I attributed it to the fact that Boulevard publishes in internal monthly newsletter, and in that newsletter, they have a "Don't forget to say Happy Birthday to..." column. Never-the-less, I was pleased to note that so many people remembered it from the paper.
My bosses boss ducked his head into the lab about half way through my shift, and cheerily exclaimed, "Hey Bianca.... Happy Birthday!" I said something to the effect of "Thanks Steven, I am flattered you remembered." "How Could I forget?" he replied, as of it were a common matter of fact. I thought how could he forget?!? The real question is how could he remember? And that was that. I gave him a smile, although I am sure my puzzlement showed in my demeanor. Then back to mixing chemicals.
At some point after my boss left, I had a question about something I was working on, so I ask the other lab tech. He was able to satisfactorally answer my question, and so I started to return to my post happy that I could finally finish what I was working on and go home. On the way up to the lab, I allowed my gaze to wander (albeit ever so slightly). Suddenly I was struck by this massive banner that hung on the lab window that featured two birthday cakes, and a very conspicuous sign that read "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIANCA!!!" I had passed the sign maybe 5 times previous in the shift, but was so focused on getting the mediocre day over with that I had not noticed it.
Suddenly the comment from my Steven made sense. How could I forget? How could I be such a dolt? Hello McFly...
And now, back to the future.
Work was work. I admit, working at a brewery, I am not necessarily subjected to much of the same drudgery as those who have office jobs, but I can zone out despite the environment. I did have people pop into the lab periodically, exclaiming "Happy Birthday Bianca!" That was nice. I attributed it to the fact that Boulevard publishes in internal monthly newsletter, and in that newsletter, they have a "Don't forget to say Happy Birthday to..." column. Never-the-less, I was pleased to note that so many people remembered it from the paper.
My bosses boss ducked his head into the lab about half way through my shift, and cheerily exclaimed, "Hey Bianca.... Happy Birthday!" I said something to the effect of "Thanks Steven, I am flattered you remembered." "How Could I forget?" he replied, as of it were a common matter of fact. I thought how could he forget?!? The real question is how could he remember? And that was that. I gave him a smile, although I am sure my puzzlement showed in my demeanor. Then back to mixing chemicals.
At some point after my boss left, I had a question about something I was working on, so I ask the other lab tech. He was able to satisfactorally answer my question, and so I started to return to my post happy that I could finally finish what I was working on and go home. On the way up to the lab, I allowed my gaze to wander (albeit ever so slightly). Suddenly I was struck by this massive banner that hung on the lab window that featured two birthday cakes, and a very conspicuous sign that read "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIANCA!!!" I had passed the sign maybe 5 times previous in the shift, but was so focused on getting the mediocre day over with that I had not noticed it.
Suddenly the comment from my Steven made sense. How could I forget? How could I be such a dolt? Hello McFly...
And now, back to the future.
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