I had a discussion recently with someone about this. Since we don’t really celebrated our birthdays we weren’t sure what’s “normal “.
It’s January 1st, 1970 no matter who (or what) asks
Heh, you old af. My condolences.
But at least that’s a nice round number.
I barely remember my birthday.
I think the last time I celebrated any holiday was buying some champagne when Kissinger died.
My birthday I keep to myself and whoever remembers remembers haha.
I used to forget others birthdays but the people who matter most to me I’ve made the effort to remember as best I can. Last year I started putting birthdays into my calendar as a recurring event so I don’t miss them. I just set a reminder a week or two prior if I want time to get a gift!
I hate birthdays so I am OK with everyone forgetting
Those that know, know. I don’t like the extra attention on an arbitrary day. I also don’t message people happy birthday. Only if I see you in person or you’re my wife and I’m away.
I try to be fair, and since I don’t remember others people’s birthdays, I don’t mind if anyone (other than my family) remembers mine.
I couldnt care less. I never understood how people would be angry at others for forgetting their birthdays. Its just a damn anniversary…
I do my best to not telling anyone so only a few people know. I’m allergic to pointless social interactions and that is one of them for me. At my job nobody knows.
I don’t celebrate my birthday and I don’t tell people my birthday unless it’s required for something.
My friends know, and we usually get together and play games on a day designated as my birthday. It’s usually on the weekend before or after the actual day. As for remembering, if you know someone well enough to be present at their birthday, just write it down. You all have phones, don’t you? Honestly though, the older I get, the less it has mattered. It’s really just an excuse for us to get together. My wife gets me something sweet (usually a cinnamon roll), everyone sings “happy birthday” and we go back to whatever game is on the table. It’s nice to be thought of, but mostly I just want to be with friends and family.
I expect my mother and identical twin to remember my birthday. I hope my husband remembers, but would not be upset if he didn’t. (He’s never forgotten)
I guess it also depends on culture. In Latinamerica many people consider birthdays a big deal so forgetting it would be considered a faux pas.
For me personally I care if my partner and close friends remember, coworkers, my dentist, etc. I don’t give a damn but if they so happen to congratulate me or send a gift or whatever, I thank them graciously and try to correspond in the same manner when it is theirs.
For example, my yoga teacher found out about my birthday because SO sent me flowers to the studio so I could enjoy myself starting the day, so said teacher gifted me a box of my favorite incense. It was a nice touch but definitely due to circumnstances. I enjoyed it nevertheless. So now I will be getting her a nice beautiful plant for her balcony.
Neither. Its just another nail in the coffin/ thread on the urn lid
I share my birthday with my mom and son, which makes it easy for everyone to remember.
I hope they forget my birthday. Me too, thanks.
