No more birthdays. At least, no more birthday parties.
I’ve never quite understood people’s fascination with birthdays and the parties that inevitably accompany them. Yeah, today is the nth annual re-occurrence of the date that you were introduced to the world, so what?
Are you telling me that your birth was such a momentous occasion, such a ground-breakingly important event, that we should all celebrate? Nonsense.
Oh, and what’s that? Not only must we gather for merry-making, you want gifts?? You want me to buy you something? Why? You didn’t do anything. If anything I should get your parents something for their effort. Depending on my feelings toward you, maybe it will be something nice as a token of thanks, or it may be a hint to never ever reproduce again after seeing what you turned out as.
I just don’t get it. Birthdays are not special events. So why do people make such a big deal out of them?
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Aggressive but true. I must say I never really thought of birthdays this way. Maybe I should read your rants more often.
I guess to me birthdays are a reason to get together with your friends and celebrate. It is more about thanking the person for being a great friend then being born. Very few people take time on a daily basis to tell the people in their life that they appreciate them, so birthdays are a time to do that. I agree that the gifts are uncalled for, I don’t need things to know someone cares, but if they take the time to tell me happy birthday or go out for a few drinks and fun with me that means more.
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