Happy Birthday to Me?

Today as I was driving home from another fun filled day at work, I had a craving for this type of cake they sell at the Cheesecake Shop (work = must eat cake!) Conveniently I drive past a Cheesecake Shop on my way home and even more conveniently they are open till 7pm. So I parked and thought I'd get a half serve of the cake I was craving and it would last me a few days (or one. whatever. don't judge me).


Anyhoo so when I got inside I found the cake I was after, but they only had a small version of it, and it didn't come in a half serve. It also said "Happy Birthday" on it. Which was a small issue as it wasn't my birthday. I thought "what the heck" and asked for it. Unfortunately for me I had a chatty girl serving me who asked was I going to a birthday dinner tonight. Oi Vey. Being the sort of person that can't just leave anything, I managed to concoct a story about a friend who was having a birthday today and some dinner that I was cooking for them (I was a great cook in the story). She left to put the cake into a box and I stood and frantically looked through the candle display with the intention of buying some birthday candles to make my story more believable.


Now I don't know why I couldn't just say "nup, I am going to eat this cake myself" or "none of your business", but I obviously have issues as to what other people think of me and I'd rather make up stories than have them think I was a guts. At least I didn't buy any of the birthday candles :-)