Throw another shrimp on the barbie....
A few days before your bday you did the following:
1. write a list of guests (1-20) students/staff.
2. submit it to staff.
3. Your 'best friend' made a 3x6 'happy bday' banner that was hung at your booth in the dinning room
Day of
4. At dinner time when they did evening announcements they announced which students were 'having a birthyday that day'. They then proceeded to announce the guest lists for each students birthday 'table'. Then they did the standard 'meal stampede control'. Essentially they were trying to facilitate a controlled 30 student 'buffet charge' every 3 minutes. They did this by randomly generating qualications.
As in, 'everyone from florida can go to the dining room and eat'. Of course people with a man sized hunger would claim a 3rd cousin from Miami and bum rush the buffet even though they were from Alaska.
5. the birthday table gets to go up first. They get their food and sit down and eat. They all look happy and have their 30 minute break from CEDU misery. The rest of the dining room passively stares at them and resents them for having 'real' fun and not being invited.
6. A sugar free carrot cake is dished out in wooden bowls.
7. Presents? I think students got their care package earlier in the day. Of course the students made eachother the standard homemade crayon lovefest hallmark cultcards. Students would try to 'outlove' eachother with retarded waterpainting birthday cards that contained culty jibberish....As in "Sarah, you are a deep and special person. I see the inner child within you. I feel your power. You make a difference and when you got me out of my truth propheet I - I've never felt so loved. My little kid wants to play with your little kid. You're really a dreamer with a big heart. " Your honesty empowers my dreams to become a real giver" ....
Holy fuck, I just blew a fuse................
8. Dinner ended and deep & dark depression ensued. That 30 minutes was 'GONE FOREVER'.
Thank god it's over.
TOO Funny! That is about how I remember it Dish.
At Cedu RS - we had actual sugar icing fr our cakes. However, on my birthday they had run out. So I had kool whip on my dry overcooked bland cake.
Also - we only got to have 10-12 guests. At house around the pit - they had you and all of your friends arm in arm up in front and the whole house would sing happy birthday to you.
There was always some brown nosing goody good that got invited to EVERYONE's birthday. I hated those people...
I remember on my 16th birthday, I got a stuft animal and a pair of running shoes. I was INCREDIBLY depressed. My whole life, I had dreamed of the car in the driveway. Instead, I got ripped in a rap and was on bans from half the people I would have liked to sit at my tabe. Not too mention that shitty cake and water colored cards talking about my inner child.
Coincidently, I was on work details a few months later and had to clean the walk in. I swiped a bunch of icing out of it and the kids that night had to have a "Kool whip Cake" too. It was sweet revenge...
Consequently, I had to do more work details later on when I copped out to it.
