Ok, som STORYTIME!
At lunch we do this like “birthday request” thing where you can pay money for the whole lunchroom can sing Happy Birthday to a person. Our lunchroom is tiny, so it works. Anyways, Friday, the lady announces it to the lunchroom, but doesn’t say a name. And I swear, at “BIRTHDAY” I flipped and remembered it was Brendon’s birthday. So, I sung happy birthday to him quietly.
And that’s how I was able to remember that Brendon turned 32 Friday. Which is CRAZY, by the way.