Well since it's my birthday I'll look back on some of my birthday's that occured in odd situations.
Not nearly as dirty as that sounds.
My 21st birthday happened when I was in Survival school. I remember it fondly (insert shimmering flashback here).
We were out in the field practicing our E & E (escape and evasion) techniques. Things had started off fairly good, with 0400 wake up to simulated gunfire, and a mad dash through the woods to escape our potential captors. Me and my evasion buddy grabbed out stuff and started high tailing it through the woods, when I suddenly realized we were all running the exact same way.
"Wait!" I shouted. "Let's go this way a little and just hunker down while everyone else runs off."
So that's what we did. We made a 90 degree turn and hid under some pine trees for a little while. We watched lots of people run by, lots of people get caught, and even had few close calls ourselves.
Once things had settled down we crawled out of hiding spot, and started off to the next point we were supposed to reach by that evening. Now somewhere along the way we go turned around. And ended up wandering in the woods for a few hours. My general sense of direction sucks, so when we were supposed to go east I led us south....for about 2 hrs.
So now we're lost, and it's hot in the mountains in July. Getting a little dehydrated and wandering up and down the mountains had started to piss me off. So we do the natural thing in a situation like this. I found a rode, figured out which way to go from there and started walking right down the middle of the road. At this point I was hoping to be caught because I was tired, and my evasion buddy had started to whine an hour or so before. I actually contemplated just leaving him in the woods.
Eventually we found our way where we were supposed to be and got to rest a little bit.
Hmmm...a couple of times while deployed I aged too.
In the desert they would have a birthday meal once a month for everyone that had a birthday that month. They would serve steak and lobster at those meals..so usual the response was pretty good. Now it wasn't the best steak and lobster, but hey when you're in the suck every little bit helps.
Well on this particular occasion, I had a mission that day. Which meant I had about an 18 hour work day, and then I would get a chance to go and enjoy my steak and lobster. If we landed and time, and debrief didn't take too long, and the crew could get there stuff done, and we could make the drive back to where we lived, and....you can see how this is going.
But all of those things lined up, and when we got back I had about 15 minutes to get over to the chow hall. I getting all happy about the prospect of munching on some steak and lobster and started to walk a little bit faster the closer I got to the chow hall.
As I was walking up the entrance way I notice a Securtiy Forces guy with his M-16 standing in the way. I dodge right to go around him, and he steps back in the way. I go left, he blocks me.
"Dude! What the hell?" I ask.
"Sorry. The Secretary of Defense is eating now. You can't go in." He says.
"What?" I ask, and try to go around him again.
He blocks me again. "SecDef is in there. You can't go in." He says again.
"But, steak." I stammer "lobster."
"Sorry." He says.
So I walked away disappointed. Thinking maybe I'll have to go have Burger King or something.
Just then I spot one of my buddies walking toward me carrying a take out box.
"Hey man!" he says. "Got you something for your birthday." and he handed me the box.
I slowly open the box expecting some steak and lobster, but it was something much much better. He had somehow gotten one of the contractors to go off base and pick me some Schwarmas. Schwarmas are like Saudi Arabian gyros. Soooo soooo good. And they were still warm. Best desert birthday gift ever!