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The Birthday Song

Today is my birthday.  I plan on going out to celebrate at a restaurant with my wife, but I do not want my server to sing "Happy Birthday" to me.  As a server, that is one of the worst things about the job.  I am fortunate enough to not work at a place where it is required to sing.  Or at least, I ignore the requirement.  But my wife, my friends, and most of my service industry friends on Twitter do work at places that require the singing of "Happy Birthday."

That is the most annoying, repetitive song in the world.  Why in the hell would you want a complete stranger to sing it to you?  I'm going to go out on a limb and let the selfish people out there know that you don't have the only birthday in the world.  Yes, hard to believe, but other people where conceived by a man and a woman--wedded or not, possibly a surprise--like myself, and they now celebrate a year of their birth on that same day every year.  Unless you were born on Leap Year, but then you're an alien.

I think it's funny just to say "happy birthday" to somebody.  When you think about it, you are just congratulating them for making it another year.

"Hey, good job.  Didn't think you were going to make it through April."

Keep your birthdays humble.  Keep the singing between friends and family.  Keep your server out of the picture for your birthday enjoyment.  They are there to provide you with great service (re: Food and Drink) but not to be your birthday entertainment.

If you really want one of the staff to sing to you, go to Jumbo's Clown Room.  Just saying...

If you really like birthday songs, watch Good Times, "Another Birthday?"



Until next time... Server's don't pay their rent with compliments.

"Bitter.  Party of 1?  Your table is ready."

The Bitter Bistro





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