Birthday Flowers

Is there anything that says "sorry we forgot your birthday" more than receiving flowers from your co-workers a half an hour before quitting time? I didn't think so. That is what my wife gets for being the one to orchestrate the birthday presents at her workplace. Now I am not so damn cynical that I cannot appreciate the effort, but it is my wife who makes gift baskets filled with handpicked personal items for the ladies for all work birthdays. Now she isn't the most lovable person, and if she had the time to waste on shit like this blog then it would closely resemble this one minus the awesomeness and pure genius, but thoughtless she is not. I would actually be upset if she didn't truly delight in the mad scrammble to accomodate the recognition of her special day, but make the point I must. She works in a backstabbing, dog eat dog environment that poses as an elementary school and if those around her cannot even fake compassion for one another for a single day out of the year then they can all suck it!