Most mornings when I get to work, I stop at the 3rd floor where the kitchen is and put my lunch in the fridge. The two really old ladies who run the building always say hi to me. Today I walked into the kitchen and they were in there cutting a cake and one of the old ladies asked me: “Do you want a piece of cake, Ginger?” I said, “Yes.” Not because I wanted a piece really but because the other two guys in there wouldn’t take any and she REALLY WANTED SOMEONE TO HAVE CAKE. There is always food in the kitchen for everybody to eat, so I didn’t realize this was a special occasion until they told me it was her birthday. I couldn’t just run off with the cake. I had to eat it with her and listen to what she did for her birthday and then WE ALL SANG HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HER. All four of us. And then I left and she said, “Thank you for coming, Ginger.” lmao!!!

SO FAR THIS DAY IS REALLY REALLY FUNNY.