Lets start with birthdays.
I currently live across the country from where I grew up/spent my childhood. For the most part, I've done my best to cut off all ties from back there for reasons I'll delve into at a later date. However, I do have a handful of good friends (and family) that I stay in contact with fairly often. Rob is one of them. Rob and I go back to senior year of high school. After a rough and tumble beginning (it was one of those, boy likes girl, girl likes other boy, boy 1 never gets the picture, always tries to date girl, girl is in love with boy 2, etc) we have for the most part moved on from the whole crush thing and have a great friendship. I will be the first to admit that he makes a much bigger effort to stay in touch, he texts me throughout the day and calls me each night. Does that alarm any of you females out there? This is not my boyfriend (he comes into the picture soon). One of my other good friends has gone so far as to call him my "stalker." How sweet.
Anyway, as you'll notice, the later I write the more scatterbrained it becomes. Rob's birthday was recently. Like I said, he and I live very far apart. I work three jobs as well as take training courses. Oh yeah, and I have a dog obsession so I am in the middle of training my pup as well as fostering other dogs. It is hard enough for me to remember everything I have to do for monday, tuesday, etc. let alone to remember what the date is. So, I'm sure it's easy to predict by now, I more or less missed his birthday. I sent him a text late in the evening because he was out drinking with friends, but I might as well have not texted him at all for how upset he was.
Now, I am not saying that I should not take any blame for this, but may I remind you, he is not five, six, ten, or turning any significant age such as 18 or 21. He also knows that not only do I not like birthdays, but I can almost say I hate them. The idea that just because you were born on X day means the whole world should revolve around you every year seems absurd to me. I think birthday parties are great for young kids, but once you get into the teens your birthday doesn't matter as much. Sure, go out with some friends, get drunk, go on a trip, whatever tickles your fancy, but it doesn't need to be shouted out to the whole world.
So back to the point, Rob flipped out at me. Played the whole guilt trip, that his ex-girlfriend was the first to call him, he was hoping to wake up in the morning to some early morning voicemail left by me, the whole sha-bang (sp?). I became frustrated quickly because he completely side-swiped my actual "happy birthday" that I sent and really just flipped. Keep in mind please, that in all the years I have known Rob, I don't think I have even heard him raise his voice, so when he tweaks out, it takes everyone by surprise.
I guess my annoyance is the fact that it is such a selfish thing to be bothered by. I know what day his birthday is. But I never really pay attention to what day it is. And that's my bad. But he is still stuck waiting and wishing that I'll somehow change my mind and come running back home and want to be with him, so he holds these high expectations of me, that just aren't me.
Ughh.
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