A few weeks ago, my David’s girlfriend contacted a group of us with the idea of throwing a surprise birthday party for David. My mission, should I choose to accept it, would be to get him out of the house on Saturday so that she could set things up. We then went on to discuss food, who all should come, and gift arrangements. (We settled on a 40 GB Solid State Drive, by the way. He LOVED it.)
So..with the day set and the particulars settled, we secretly plotted to convince David that nobody would be in town. About a week prior, David said “How about we all go bowling or something for my birthday..sometime this weekend?” The lies were set. B33J and Erin would be “busy all weekend with her parents”, Scott was “visiting his dad” which left me. I of course, would be free to be around, since my job is to get him out of the house.
We kept up the ruse all week, and he ate it hook line and sinker. Then something unplanned happened. He was out driving his car, when *BAM* the 5th gear on his car caused his engine to stall. Shitty events make for a terrible weekend, and he planned on moping about. This would have been especially fortuitous since everyone was ‘out of town.’
So the day of the surprise party arrives. The morning is spent raiding Icecrown Citadel. All the while, I’m sending him messages ”Hey, want to go out later? See a movie or something?”
For hours, I pestered him, trying to get him to accept my invitation. Nothing seemed to work. He began looking for an Icecrown raid for his druid. That would mean complete and total failure. How do you convince a guy who never leaves his house, to leave his house? All the while, I’m sending frantic messages to his gf.
Then I appealed to his other exploits. ”So, I’ve been thinking of picking up a bike..y’know, since the summer is coming, and I’m moving into a better neighborhood in a few months.. want to help me pick one out?” Bam. The pretense is accepted. An hour later, we’re off to Macon to look at bikes. Half an hour is spent at Dick’s Sporting Goods. Much useful information was learned about bikes. On the way out the door, he turns to me and says “Hey, can we stop by the Party Store to pick up some silly string for the people who think this is going to be a surprise party?”
*record-scratch* ”…Wha?”
Turns out, in order to boost his mood and make him less likely to turn us down, his gf told him about the whole thing the night before. She also submitted the idea of buying silly string to hit up the guests. Two-timing backstabber! I’m in.
We hit up the party store, and send a text message that we’re on the way. I make a quick stop by the house to pick up my videocamera. Stairs were climbed. I open the door for him, and we enter the premises, expecting a mass of “SURPRISE!”
…nothing. Silence. I pipe up “Hey guys.” someone else chimes in “They’re here guys!” No surprise comes. Then out pops the silly string. Four cans of multicolored stringy goodness.
The story was retold, and many jokes were had at everyone’s expense. The food was delicious.
Then we went bowling. The end!
