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December 4, 2014
Photos: Birthday cake, Natalie Cooper, Caitlin Brown
The announcement was made over the office P.A. system at around 2:00 p.m. this afternoon: “Natalie Cooper, please proceed to the production office for your surprise birthday party.”
I hurried down and joined the others in waiting for the birthday gal who showed up fashionably five minutes later. The candles on the cake were lit and we all joined in a rendition of Happy Birthday (with completely different lyrics and melody because, of course, the original Happy Birthday song is copyrighted).
Now whenever office birthday’s roll around, I can always be counted upon to do three things:
1. Sing one half beat slower than everyone else so that I am gloriously out of sync.
2. Hold that last “yoooooooooou” for an uncomfortably long time.
3. Clap my hands and yell “Speech! Speech!” to add to the awkwardness.
After having some cake and cupcakes (I did both out of my deep respect for the Natalie), it was time for the card (I signed “J. Mallozzi – Showrunner”, just in case she confused me with another J. Mallozzi) and birthday present.
Apparently, Natalie is taking boxing lessons and now has her very own gloves.
She was eager to try them out and I volunteered -
Trevor, but he had already fled. So she practiced with Caitlin’s whose hands were a poor substitute for Trevor’s face.
I told Natalie I was going to make today’s entry a dedicated birthday blog post and she asked me to relay the following information:
- She was born in 1990 during one of the most brutal blizzards ever recorded.
- She was born in a hospital so rundown that it has since been demolished.
- Her great aunt is a rapper who performs at various senior facilities around the California area (Book now to avoid disappointment!).
Okay, everyone. Back to work.
December 4, 2014
Photos: Birthday cake, Natalie Cooper, Caitlin Brown
The announcement was made over the office P.A. system at around 2:00 p.m. this afternoon: “Natalie Cooper, please proceed to the production office for your surprise birthday party.”
I hurried down and joined the others in waiting for the birthday gal who showed up fashionably five minutes later. The candles on the cake were lit and we all joined in a rendition of Happy Birthday (with completely different lyrics and melody because, of course, the original Happy Birthday song is copyrighted).
Now whenever office birthday’s roll around, I can always be counted upon to do three things:
1. Sing one half beat slower than everyone else so that I am gloriously out of sync.
2. Hold that last “yoooooooooou” for an uncomfortably long time.
3. Clap my hands and yell “Speech! Speech!” to add to the awkwardness.
After having some cake and cupcakes (I did both out of my deep respect for the Natalie), it was time for the card (I signed “J. Mallozzi – Showrunner”, just in case she confused me with another J. Mallozzi) and birthday present.
Apparently, Natalie is taking boxing lessons and now has her very own gloves.
She was eager to try them out and I volunteered -
Trevor, but he had already fled. So she practiced with Caitlin’s whose hands were a poor substitute for Trevor’s face.
I told Natalie I was going to make today’s entry a dedicated birthday blog post and she asked me to relay the following information:
- She was born in 1990 during one of the most brutal blizzards ever recorded.
- She was born in a hospital so rundown that it has since been demolished.
- Her great aunt is a rapper who performs at various senior facilities around the California area (Book now to avoid disappointment!).
Okay, everyone. Back to work.
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