The only problem? I didn't show up. So working from home yesterday, I got to hear several times about the fun party they all had without me on Tuesday. I felt bad, frankly. And I kept apologizing.
I kept apologizing, that is, until another woman in the office fessed up: they were pulling my leg. My friend was just having fun with me, going to the point of having someone record what sounded like a party so they could play it for me the next time I was in the office.
She got me. So what can you do? Well, if you're me, you can make her feel like crap. Here's the email I sent this morning to her. I can't wait to hear how bad she feels for tricking me. Heh heh heh.
Thank you so much for the gorgeous edible "bouquet." I cannot believe you had Martha drive all the way out to my house to deliver it, along with the very funny card. I am beyond touched.
I am also so sorry that you had arranged a surprise party and that the guest of honor didn't show. I feel so guilty. Pete had to go out of town at 5:30 a.m. Tuesday, so I had no choice but to get home after the focus groups to deal with the tribe. But I would have begged the woman watching the boy to keep him a half hour longer if I'd only known. I know you didn't want to ruin the surprise, but if you'd have only told me, I wouldn't have disappointed you. And I wouldn't have had you go to all that trouble for nothing. I feel just terrible. I hope you know how sorry I am.