I just had a birthday bash yesterday and I am paying for it now at the office. It was an impromptu affair in fact none of my friends were there me, the pub owner, a nice guy from the DRC, five girls [which all danced with me], and some seven or eight other guys. It started out slow I left the office around 12:00 [that is midnight] went to the pub to have a quick one -two then people started coming in so I took a seat at the corner minding my own business. Then this kid [I call him kid because he is much younger than me I knew him since he was a Kid] who used to live in my neighborhood sees me says ‘I know you’ and I said yes we chatted he invits me to join the crowd I did [there were two beuatiful girls 
] . So we are chatting and a fight starts with two guys in the pub [not from our group] but we did become involved with the pushing and tugging so the bouncer comes his first reaction was to strike the intimidating character and kick both out, his only problem was the initmidating guy was more than a handful. The guys including me [by this time I was one of the guys] interceded talked it out, made peaceand went back to the pub. As we are dancing I say can ’I buy you guys a round’ [I am not rich nor generous but the drinks were relatively not expensive- notice I dodge the word cheap] so I did. One of the guys met me on Tuesday so he complains ‘you bought me beer on Tuesday no you can’t’ so I try telling him it is no biggie and I start rambling ‘I got paid’, ‘I got a raise’ and ‘my birthday was on Sunday’. Mind you I told this to only one guy and suddenly there was a flurry of Italian [the guys had went to the Italian School] and the bartender is opening Stevie Wonder’s ‘Happy Birthday’. I was beyond words I think I contemplated having tears in my eyes but the beer was taking its effect. So after three birthday songs I am dancing with every girl in the pub [the sad part of it was all of them were spoken for]. I vow to see them toorrow i.e. today but I do no think I can muster the strenght I feel like Danny Glover In Lethal Weapon saying ‘I am too old for this S***’. So I make a whole group of friends I look at the time it is 3:45 I am due at the office at 8:30 so I bail out giving peopel my number promising to meet up and get a standing invitatin to chew chat on the weekends [unfortunately I am a coffee guy]. Incidentally I turned 62 on October 1st, at least that is what I feel now. See you and have fun. And to my friends who I don’t know forgot my B-DAY there is still time I consider that every day I am one day older just kidding
