Despite my fears that my birthday was going to follow its
normal trend and be horrible; it was actually very nice.
Because of a coworker's sudden “sickness” I ended up
spending the first 6 or so hours of my birthday at work which oddly enough wasn’t
so bad. The drivers were quick to stop moaning when they found out (which, if
you’ve ever worked with truck drivers you’ll know is a miracle in its self”. Most
wished me a happy birthday and gave me a hug…. Admittedly, there were a few wondering
hands, but who can blame them.
My supervisor was a sweetheart and got some non-alcoholic
beers in so the shunter and the two of us had a drink to celebrate the start of
my birthday. He also got me some Turkish delight and shortbreads which I may or
may not be eating now for breakfast right now at 9pm. I give credit where
credit is due and the man was a total sweetheart and actually made working on
my birthday almost pleasurable.
I got home from about quarter past 7 had a mojito and
snuggled up in bed to watch a little TV. About a half hour later I heard my
phone go off and when I had a look it was a message from Barney saying “Happy
birthday princess, hope you have a wonderful day x” I was more than a little
shocked, I’ve made it more than a little clear to you all I really wasn’t expecting
to hear from him at all. We had a little chat and then I went to bed.
I woke up about noon to message from Barney asking if I
wanted to meet up for a drink later in the day, which nearly gave me a heart
attack. Didn’t see that one coming, but of course I agreed. So at about 5pm I went
to meet him at the pub for a few hours. It was lovely to get to see him. It was
a much needed reminder of why I put up with everything I do.
After seeing Barney I came home and had a few drinks,
dinner and of course I enjoyed my birthday cake. Then the gay husband came
around and we got ready to go out for a few drinks with some friends.
The night out was entertaining, we drank, we danced, we gossiped
and I had to explain the bruise on my boob to a room full men and dirty minded
women, that weren’t believing the truth about how I actually got a bruise so I had a
lot fun making up stories. If you want to know a giant penis did it from the
inside out.
I got home about 4am, very drunk, had another drink,
crawled into bed and slept until 19:00 today…. Impressive I know. However, thanks
to my sleeping binge, I managed to wake up without any sign of a hangover so as
birthday presents go that might be the best one I received.
Anyways, I’m back at work tomorrow, so I need to make
myself look human and get some more sleep. So I guess I should leave you with a
question, what was your favorite birthday surprise? Let me know in the comment
box below and as always stay and play safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
