She turned 30 yesterday and whew the slow start of that cliche "once you get older you don't care what anyone thinks!!!" already kicking in. My coworkers obnoxiously decorated my cube and brought in a cake, which I was a good sport about and even fielded "aw it's your birthdays" from the various Connies and Betty's on our work floor with a smile. But when they all gathered around to sing happy birthday I said "if you sing I will leave" which led to a long awkward silence/confused stares before I half assedly cut into the dry ass Stop & Shop cake.