My birthday is today. Yup, I'm an April Fool's baby. Only twice have I been fooled on my birthday.
My senior year in high school my dad gave me a HUGE gift box, beautifully wrapped. Inside it was another box, completely wrapped. And inside that was another. And another, and another, each wrapped. The final, little box had a swatch of carpet in it. I was told to clean out my room, the carpet guys would be there in the morning. I got to redecorate my room, paint, fabric, the works. Cool.
Then, in 1992 I was working at an auto repair shop and one of the mechanics discovered when my birthday was. The entire week before he kept chuckling about it, couldn't wait, boy, I'd better be careful. etc. That morning I was so scared. I opened my desk drawers very slowly, checked my chair every time I came back to it, walked slowly when going through the door ways, etc. I was sure the longer nothing happened the worse it was going to be. Finally, at about 4 pm, he came into the office and wished me a Happy Birthday. He said he saw how scared I was and knew the growing anticipation was worse than anything he could have planned. He gave me a hug and that was that. (My boss did have flowers delivered).
My sister is taking me to dinner tonight. Happy April Fools everybody!!