Birthdays
My best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
My best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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Not my best or worst birthday, but a good story.
I was so looking forward to buying my first legal booze. I went to the local liquor store, and picked out the most expensive thing they had, a $30 bottle of Grand Marnier (it wasn't a very high end liquor store - it was on an Indian reservation), which I wasn't going to open until a very special occaision.
The girl rang me up without checking my ID. "Oh, man," I said, "I've been legal 12 hours and you don't even card me."
"Oh," she said, "I thought you were way over 21."
Could have been buying the whole time...
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 14:10, Reply)
Not my best or worst birthday, but a good story.
I was so looking forward to buying my first legal booze. I went to the local liquor store, and picked out the most expensive thing they had, a $30 bottle of Grand Marnier (it wasn't a very high end liquor store - it was on an Indian reservation), which I wasn't going to open until a very special occaision.
The girl rang me up without checking my ID. "Oh, man," I said, "I've been legal 12 hours and you don't even card me."
"Oh," she said, "I thought you were way over 21."
Could have been buying the whole time...
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 14:10, Reply)
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