Oct 26, 2007 14:53
It's not often some one takes me by surprise. It's not often I talk to people at work. I keep a low profile, and try not to be in the way. So imagine my surprise when I heard "Happy Birthday!" from down the main hallway, in the basement of the Hospital.
Who said that?
I turn around quick, scanning the long distance, only to see one person. It's Ben! "Big Ben" as he had introduced himself to me years ago. I never call him Big Ben, I just use Ben. He is a big guy though. He delivers med supplies throughout the Hospital. So we run into each other at least once a week, if not more.
We never get to personal with each other, it's more like hi and bye, hows your day going sorta chit chat. I run into him in the elevator talking to some women. He was taking peoples birth dates, and telling them what day of the week it fell on, no matter what year. So of course I told him mine, and he replied Thursday.
Some how, this guy still knew it was my birthday. The ironic thing was for me, he was the first person to wish me a happy birthday. Big Ben.