Have you recently been more confused than you have ever been in your life by waking up in the morning ready to cease the day as a newer, older you and then suddenly stumble upon a birthday message from someone who you swore should not care about you enough to send that message?! I have had this discussion with many and we are catching some feelings of skepticism on this one.
Birthdays are hard to remember
To be perfectly honest, I barely know a single person’s birthday off the top of my head and I constantly rely on Facebook reminders and my phone to alert me when it is someones birthday. There are people out there who amaze me at how well they can remember special dates, however I am pretty sure they are the minority. So if I have taken the time to remember your birthday or at least pretend that I remembered, I am also trying to show you that I care about your existence. What better way to subtly acknowledge that you hate someone than to not wish them a happy birthday! If that is how you actually felt about an ex-lover than you would keep your balloon emoji to yourself.
Casting that hook
The act of wishing happy birthday (Canada Day, July 4th, New Year’s, Groundhog day, etc.) is a way of making sure you’ve done your annual casting of the hook, or at the very least, show that you’ve not reeled in it. And while this may be a small, salmon type of hook (admittedly, I’ve never fished so I’m going on an assumption that it is a small fish on the spectrum of fish) it’s a hook none the less. A hook that is going to tug just every so slightly when you think of officially filing someone in the memory bank…and locking the file up.
Phoning it in
It is one thing to message someone a happy birthday, but your salmon hook just moved up to a shark hook if you get a phone call. Now you can 100% tell yourself that s/he did not just call to say happy birthday. I would rather become a cable saleswoman than make that phone call, so if you are on the receiving end of it, best of luck to you. Go get yourself some Eat, Pray, Love and be prepared to question everything you know for at least 36 hours.
Now I do understand some of you have managed to defeat the odds and create an actual friendship with an ex-lover. Props to you, but to the rest of you… PUT YOUR PHONE DOWN!