Making Money on my Day of Birth

It's been a while since I've been on here and I know it seems like I almost always say something to that effect, but just like last time I'm going to say nothing was really going on in my life that was too exciting until today. And that is because 20 years ago today I was brought to this crazy place they call Earth, only thirteen days late at that.

My mother has told me multiple times how awful I made the last bit of the pregnancy complete hell for the simple fact that it was blazing hot in the summer of 1991 and I was content with staying in the womb. I have apologized endlessly to her about this, citing the fact that I was very young and was having a good time in there and was afraid of the outside world. But my favorite part of the story is how Dad decided that it was time to "get the kid out of her" because it was so flippin' hot outside and Mom was miserable. He brought her to the hospital on Friday the 25th, and after learning that the Doctor wanted to wait until Monday before getting the entire process started, Dad supposedly looked him in the eye and told him that today was the day. And the rest they say is history. Except for the one part of the story that Dad couldn't really take my birth or something of that sort, and passed out for a little bit. This kind of upset me because I was the only child of his that he did not see born. I mean come on Pops, your only boy and you can't handle it? Oh well, Mom said it was because I was so massive or something like that, but who really knows. Dad won't talk about it. Personally I think he's just ashamed.

All jokes aside, my birthday wasn't exactly the best because I had to work today, but what are you going to do. I could have called off, but I get upset when multiple call of work for that day because that means that it is going to be a very long one for me slaving away throwing produce around the warehouse. Saturday was that in a nutshell, because we had a big count (amount of food we needed to move) and eight people called off work. I mean come on. Eight? that's ridiculous. It's not like it was beautiful weather outside that was just drawing people to go do something other than work. So because of that, I didn't leave the complex until 11:30. I had yesterday off naturally, and we celebrated my birthday with the traditional cake and ice cream as a family (minus Kim due to her work schedule) with the best chocolate cake on earth. I then got to spend the day with numerous of my oldest friends, which was simply great. I also have tomorrow off, and a friend from school is coming to visit me for the day. I can't wait, so I'm going to get off of here and go to sleep because 1. I'm really tired and 2. I want tomorrow to come quicker.

I appreciate all the birthday texts, tweets, and Facebook posts. It was great getting on there today and seeing how many people posted on my wall. I am truly blessed to have so many wonderful people in my life and I cannot believe that I am not longer a teenager. It's weird.

Keep it real, and remember-only 5 months till Christmas!

Proud Buckeye who is now in his 20s,

Eric Seger

Daily Segs

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