Well, today is my birthday. It's the first time in a decade I haven't had to work. I guess that's because I'm semi-retired now and not due to some altruistic employer giving me a day off. I kind of like working on my birthday, as it's a shield from getting sickeningly sweet cake or stupid presents I don't want. "Gotta work, don't have time" has served me nicely over the years.
So, I really don't need any cake. If you want to send me money by PayPal that's okay. And I can think of a few things the redhead at the hardware store could do, but for the most part just leave me alone. I'm fine with that.