SOMEBODY,
I'm not gonna name names, sent me flowers for my birthday.
Unfortunately, they have two balloons attached that read "It's a GIRL."
Now, maybe
SOMEBODY thought it would be funny, since that's what we did to Jeff
when he was in the hospital and the gift shop didn't have any "Get Well Soon" balloons:
Or maybe
he was getting me back for
the time I was nice enough to send him happy smiley faced balloons to tower over his cubicle at work and let everyone know it was his birthday.
But
the person thinks it's HILARIOUS that I have to explain to all my coworkers and bosses that I'm NOT PREGNANT. Not to mention all the random contractors and delivery guys that I know very well who've come through already. I didn't want to point them out, so I was hoping they would ask and give me a chance to explain. BUT THEY DIDN'T so now they actually think I'm pregnant.
SO I'm sure
this anonymous person is still giggling even now when he reads this, but little does
he know, he's a dead man.
DEAD.