Arguably the most selfish thing someone can do is have a birthday. -I know, I have had some.
-But let's be honest, nobody is having fun. You are stuck in a weird hodge-podge of your friends, friend-group. You are stuck between the obligatory high school friend and the weird cousin they had to invite. You don't get to spend time with your friend, because they are too busy making sure their "best friends" (who you've never heard of) are having a good time. If for some unfortunate circumstances you are stuck going to a dinner, no matter what you don't eat (I'm a liquid: tequila/soda feaster) you are stuck splitting the bill and paying for someone who has no social cues and ordered the steak. -AND all those college (educated) friends at this party suddenly don't know how to do simple math when the bill comes because nobody is adding in their tax and gratuity into their totals. Naturally, I would drink myself a good time, but the more I drink the more fun I become and since I am such a good friend, I don't want to steal the show. Being the gold star friend means I don't put my friends through this. My birthday is in March and I go to great lengths to de-activate my Facebook, and stay under the radar to live those 24 hours virtually extinct. -I may go to drinks with close friend (singular) to not make the people I love suffer through a birthday festivity-fuck-fest... and honestly I think some of you should be doing the same.
(I bought these shoes for myself for my last birthday…)
Brett Dreissig | @sektual