The Birthday Message: By RoxyRollah
I was asked today by the food and beverage director to inscribe a birthday message on a cake for a rather large party of 175. Not a problem. I got you, let's add on to the waist deep world of bull**** and ugliness I got called in early for. (I just want to say right here right now, I am already on three full days of overtime. I surpassed my 40 Wed.)
So I start looking for the tools I will need to write what in my mind is going to be a simple happy birthday.... Nope, no tools. Icing no, piping top sizes no, ****. All I have is strange gel topping ****, so when I do desserts for parties I usually use fruit, and creme fresh. (I ended up freezing some 8inch see through, through glass tiles, and writing on it with the gel then freezing it again!)
ANY****INHOO....
In strolls the food and beverage director with the paper containing little more then happy birthday on it,
so I think.....
The message reads and I quote,
"Happy happy birthday my dear ted, & many many more to come!!"
You ****ing kidding me? Really? Did we have to blow him?
Later as I am writing this after my 4:20 smoke break I look at my partner and say "Mike how about I write happy birthday Lucille Ball on this bitch?"
"Do it! That way when they ask me what happened; I can say I dunno why you mad man eurbody love Lucy!"
This sadly was the highlight of my day. I hate getting dicked down by my job.
