How Not To Proceed With a BroJo Birthday

So, here we are – the end of the day and I can’t but help reflect on some of the decisions I’ve made over the last couple of days. A different choice here or there could’ve, maybe even would’ve made things quite a bit easier. Here is the story of how I met Le Clown’s older sister. (AKA – Reason #2 why I should be the ACOFCMW™.)

We returned home after the Jaycees Convention on Sunday afternoon. It has been tradition for us to stop at Applebee’s for lunch over the last few years. We had decided on this beforehand, so none of us got up early enough for breakfast. After loading up all of the luggage, and giving one of our members a black eye (a story for a different day) we were off.

I had quite a bit on my mind so I hadn’t been thinking about my birthday that much. We pulled in, got some tables and proceeded to have some lunch. While waiting for our food he heard the servers singing Happy Birthday to one of their own in the back. This jarred me back and I glanced up to see if anyone was stewing with an idea or not. The bad thing, they were. The good thing, it wasn’t for me. They had heard the singing and asked me if we could do that for someone else at the table. I said we’d better not and went back to eating.

I managed to get through the whole lunch without spilling the beans. We headed out and got back on the road. A few minutes later I texted everyone not in our car “Just dodged that bullet suckas! Tomorrow is my birthday. Thanks for keeping it quiet” to which one of them replied “That’s very nice that you didn’t want to celebrate your birthday with us! Guess we’ll have to do something extra special for you now.” I really didn’t give this much thought. I should have.

Here is how I started out the weekend.

Chaplain BroJo. The picture was “liked” by 9000 people on Facebook.

And here is what I looked like during the morning I “dodged that bullet”.

Michael Jackson pose….OOOOOOO!

Notice the can of pop in my hand? Yeah, that’s a Pepsi. When we checked out the lady had told me that I was the first person to come up there that hadn’t been carrying a beer. Holy Smokes.

Alright, so at work today I received many “Happy Birthdays” along with several “Sorry to Hears”. Around 3pm I figured I was in the home stretch, until…..this happened.

This is my nightmare!

My Jaycees buddies had hired this clown from a town that is an hour away. She ended up doing about a 20 minute show, and nearly everyone I worked with got to see it. The first thing she did was hand me a Birthday Card that had a Tootsie pop sticking out of it. She said she didn’t know what that meant, and that I should wait to open it after they are gone. In the middle of the “show” my mom called me. I answered, trying to get away for a moment. The first thing mom said was “Someone got you a clown!” “Yes, and she’s still here.” During this the Clown is telling me “Your busy…get off that phone.”  After being thoroughly embarrassed, having many videos and pictures taken and witnessing the company owner watch on for a few minutes, they finally left.

I regained my composure and opened the card they had brought me. It was one of those trick cards that opens the wrong way. After I finally got into it I read, right on top in big letters “Who’s The Sucka Now?” and at the bottom it read “Happy Birthday from your Monett Jaycees family.” Thank you guys for that.

Le Clown….who is this person? And, am I famous enough to add a clown nose to?

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