Tuesday was not a productive day at work: I’d baked two batches of Butterscotch Cookies and brought them to the office with me in order to celebrate my birthday.
As somebody who’s worked with a surprisingly large number of colleagues, the German tradition of bringing sweets to the office to celebrate your own birthday is a bit of a challenge.
Theoretically I could have one party in one location, but there are few rooms at the office that could hold everybody I know, plus I find these kind of events to be tedious and, accidentally, impersonal. I want to talk to everybody and thank them in a meaningful way, but that’s something that is impossible with 50 people in the room.
So, instead, I wandered the building and talked to a number of people, offering them cookies individually.
I also received flowers from my secret admirer.
Who sent these to me? Nobody at my office has admitted to sending them…
You should have seen the look on my face when they were delivered – the administrative assistant walked in with this box from Bloom 2000 – a gigantic box – that had been delivered by DHL. At first I thought that she’d bought the flowers, but then I realized there was a shipping label on the box. Extracting the flowers from the box was a two-person job.
All in all, it was a perfect birthday.
Einen total geilen Geburtstag gehabt zu haben!
No hints about the admirer on the shipping label?
A “secret admirer” Jesus Christ, how amazing cute! A belated Happy Birthday from me then.
Reko – Ja!
CQ: No clues on the shipping label. All I can tell you about the shipping label is that the box came from Bloom 2000. That said, I do know who sent it — and it is entirely logical that nobody at my office has admitted to sending the flowers, because the one who sent it does not work in my office.
Martin – very nice.
Happy belated birthday greetings, Adam! Not too belated, I hope.
Not belated at all — many thanks!
but whoooooo was it?!
You mean it’s not you? I told everybody it was probably a girl from Indiana…
I am your true love…it would make sense if I sent them.
Happy belated birthday!
I have similar wtf-isms about the tradition of bringing stuff on your own birthday. I think I’d rather take the day off than deal with wrangling krapfen.
Thanks!
Sometimes it’s nice to have baked goods and take them around. I have so many colleagues and I don’t see all of them regularly, so my birthday was a perfect excuse to chat with a zillion of them!
A very belated, almost blatantly belated, happy birthday, Adam!
Don’t start counting with your fingers already, the next birthday will be here soon 🙂