embarrassing birthday

I turned 45 today. Didn’t wake up feeling any different. But then when I got to school and was surrounded by the exuberance and energy of pimpled youth, I began to feel every year turn into a stone around my neck. To make it worse at half time, someone in the basketball team got the grand idea of dragging me to the middle of the gym and sing Happy Birthday.
Quite embarrassing. Had Mom been there she would have pointed out that my hair was not dyed, that my face was not powdered, and that my shoes didn’t match and that I should have anticipated all this and been prepared! Even if I had been all decked out and prepared, I would have still been embarrassed!
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