That look of terror when someone tells the waiter that it’s your birthday
Oh god, let me fucking tell you. Every time my parents take me out to eat, the first person to get up and go to the bathroom gets “birthdayed.” And it’s usually me because I always fucking forget about this rule. Just getting up to empty out my bladder, mind in my own business, and next think ya know, there’s a gaggle of clapping waiters and waitresses surrounding our table yodeling their fucked up version of restaurant-themed-happy-birthday in all our ears for the whole fucking restaurant to see and ogle at, it’s loud and embarrassing and I can’t decide if I love it or hate it.
The last time this happened, my best friend was with us and we ended up getting up to go the the bathroom together. My parents told them it was our anniversary. About 15 waiters, probably their entire staff that night, because I guess it was their first ever “lesbian couple” in there or something lined up, put straw hats on us, screamed out their weird anniversary chant, and blew us kisses with looks on their face that said “Oh! This is such a great moment! I might cry! You two are so brave!” And We were all just cracking up, tears of laughter just streaming down my face. One waiter shouted “Oh, look, she’s gonna cry!”
Yes. Yes I was going to cry. If I didn’t stop fucking laughing.
Long story short, that shit is evil and you should do it to your friends at the earliest convenience because many LOLS will happen.