The movie Sixteen Candles is a pretty accurate representation of all of the stupid things we really all hope never happen on our personal birthdays.
But the world waits for no one. All people will likely experience some unfortunate circumstances on their birthdays.
And these are their stories.
Here were some of those answers.
Four Is A Hard YearGiphy
My fourth birthday. In a school play and at the end everyone surprised me by singing happy birthday... I panicked and peed myself. In front of the entire school and all the parents.
My shame will never die.
Me Vs. Phil
My birthday is sep 1st, on my birthday 3 years ago I asked my best friend "You know what day it is?" And they casually responded "yeah Dr. Phil's birthday" I was both disappointed and happy to know that I have the same birthday as Dr. Phil, my best friend forgot my birthday, and my friend watches Dr. Phill.
What. A. Jerk.
It was my 8th birthday. My mom, my sister, and I spent like the whole day making a princess castle cake. It was the best thing ever, at least to my 8-year-old self. At the party some annoying little kid stuck his finger in the back and made a hole in it. I have never forgiven that kid.
Beyond A Reasonable Cake
I got arrested on my 39th birthday. My ex was pissed that I wouldn't get back together with her, so when the cops arrested her for stealing the grates from a car wash (there was video of her and another woman stealing the grates) she told them it was me. They picked me up on my birthday. Long story short, I was able to prove beyond doubt that it wasn't me, but it still sucked.
The Middle Of Winter
Senior year of high school, got mono. Missed a grand total of 4 days of school cause February vacation was most of it. But I was too sick to celebrate my birthday or play in the jazz band the one and only time we performed at a night club
Junior year of college, had Matchbox Twenty tickets; too sick to go
When I turned 30, I'd had enough of being sick on/around my birthday so I started celebrating it in August instead.
Derp Derp Derp
Nothing tragic, more humourous.
We were in Mexico for a friends wedding....and ended up leaving the day of my 30th birthday...
3 hours into the morning..my husband has yet to say Happy Birthday.
First person to say anything...the ticket agent at the airport who checked my passport.
me: why are we doing a surprise party for uncle?
mom: because its a nice thing to do
me: but he specifically said he didn't want a party
mom: stop being rude, you know what, now you don't get a birthday party this year
I was like 10 btw
Necessary Self Care
My birthdays stopped being a big deal for me about fifteen years ago so I stopped taking them off work if they fell on a workday. Until 2017.
I am an anesthetist and I was working the call shift, finishing up my last case for the evening (so I thought). Was just waking that patient and looking forward to a nice dinner with my husband at home when my coworker walked in and said "Hold up. We've got a gunshot wound coming in through the ER."
I spent the last four hours of my birthday resuscitating a 15 year old victim of a gang-related shooting and decided I wasn't going to spend another birthday like that.
The kid survived but that birthday sucked. I take vacation that entire week now.
Less Internalized Shame In 2019
I spent my 20th birthday in jail for pot. I'd went in two days before and just didn't call my parents or anybody. I was at a low point and I got all "this is my life now" about it, and that's so weird to think about, considering I live in a legal state now. Like I'd actually done something to be ashamed of.
A Literal RansomGiphy
My car got towed while I was seeing a concert on my birthday. I was stupid and parked in a grocery store parking lot to avoid a $30 parking fee.
I had to uber to the tow truck company at 1 in the morning in the fringes if los angeles to find out that I couldn't get the car unless if I paid the man who towed me $450 IN F*CKING CASH. He could take card, but would only do so if the car was registered to me. The car was registered to my dad.
This leads to me walking a mile and a half to the closest atm in a sketchy neighborhood to withdraw the cash. I had to wake up my parents by calling them and asking for more cash cause I didn't have enough in my account at the time.
I got the car back by 2:30 AM and my bank account was $450 lighter. I've never wanted to commit an act of extreme crime or vandalism against a business until that night. Tow truck companies are the scum of the earth and I truly wish ill will upon them and their families. They make their living off of being predators and charging ridiculous ransom sums of money.