Sam's Birthday Wish

My birthday was last week. Altogether it was a somewhat quiet day. No one at school knows it my birthday anymore--besides my roommate. I could announce it to the world on facebook, but that seems rather silly, I feel. Then I just get a bunch of birthday wishes from a bunch of people who don't actually care a nickel. It does mean, however, that a good portion of my friends completely forget. Being used to getting a message that tells when everyone's birthday is now, I guess my colleagues don't bother the time to try and remember on their own. This story requires two introductions, so bear with me a moment--I will try to be brief. First introduction is Katie. I've known Katie for six years now. We share a birthday. She hasn't spoken to me since November because she's kind of crazy Christian for a liberal. Katie has her birthday posted on facebook, so she gets more than the bulk of birthday wishes when the day rolls around. This is something with which I have no problem. I honestly don't mind being forgotten. Second introduction is Sam. I've known Sam for four years. He's very forgetful for things that aren't academic related (aka: most things social, and just about everything me... just about). So on my birthday, I had decided to make myself a cake. Though my roommate insisted that this had to be done by someone other than myself, I talked her down by explaining it was something I had done for some time now and that I love baking--especially cakes (frosting cakes is a wonderful therapy... try it!). I had accidentally put too much butter in the frosting and had needed to bump it to a double batch. I grabbed the pot I had rented from the front desk, poured the necessary milk in and dropped in the two tablespoons of flour. Then, aware that a family member could call while I sat in the kitchen stirring my strange concoction, I went on a search for my phone... only to hear it ring just a turned to begin. I picked up the phone, glancing at the ID on the front. Sam. Sam had apparently seem that it was Katie's birthday. Seeing this, he posted the standard birthday wish on her wall and then "felt something was missing." He said he was 1/365 chance of getting it right, though I doubt he didn't check somehow before he called. I'm not sure how he verified it. At first I thought he checked my facebook page and saw my skimpy number of wishes. If that were the case though, I am compelled to believe he would have simply written on my 'wall.' I don't know. Either way, he pretty much single-handedly made my day. Mind you, it doesn't take much to make my day. For example, the discovery that Wayne State University not only has a Masters program for Criminal Justice, but also that one can apply with ANY Bachelor's degree. That had me literally bouncing about the room. I'm not sure why, entirely, it made my day though. True, he and I hadn't talked in a while, and I tend to get extremely pessimistic in those situations. True, I do consider him my best friend but worry he feels differently. I don't know. But it was a wonderful birthday wish, and I was oh so glad he called.