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CHA CHA CHA

I’m just going to flat out ask this: What the fuck is it with people who insist on adding the “Cha-cha-cha” to the birthday song? Don’t piss me off! You know exactly who I’m talking about.

Recently, I was at a birthday party for a small boy child and the time came to embarrass the shit out of him by shutting off the lights, shoving a burning dessert in his face, and screeching at him. Everything was going exactly as planned until we got to the first “you” of the song. While the human beings familiar with this custom were drawing in breath to get ready for the next line of time-honored tradition, some jackwagon filled that silence with a defiant “CHA CHA CHA!” Some woman. It’s always a woman. An old, angry, grim-set woman. And always only one. And she always sits right next to the birthday child—angling for a spot in the birthday video, I assume.

Now after that first punch in the face of American culture, she’s outed. You’d think we’d stop the ceremony at this point and eject her forcefully. I mean she must want that, right? Like throwing a shoe at a President, this is some form of protest. She must be expecting some form of retaliation.

But no. People keep on plodding along. After all, they drew that breath during the pause—might as well wrap some “Happy Birthday” around it and send it into the terrified child’s ear.

When we get to the second “you” and the next assault of “CHA CHA CHA!” we can all be sure that the first batch wasn’t a goddamn fluke. She totally meant it. Whether she has some agenda—maybe indoctrinating this child into some cha-cha-cha preference cult—we may never know. But she is going to cha cha cha us through this song at every opportunity. And when we’re done, she’s going to have this look on her face, like she’s awfully pleased with herself for cramming cha-cha-chas into another child’s ears. Mission-fucking-accomplished.

So, what is it with these people? They don’t ask permission beforehand. There’s no “Hey, is this a “cha-cha-cha’ family or what?” conversation. They just plant themselves and pounce. Is there a family where everyone cha-cha-chas? Then get your ass over there

This has yet to happen at a birthday party for one of my kids. If it did, the shit would be over right there.

Our ancestors met and agreed upon the words at some meeting ages ago. It was settled. Enough with the goddamn cha-cha-chas.

Posted by jeffandjill in : Uncategorized, 2 Comments on CHA CHA CHA

2 COMMENTS

  1. 10-03-2013, 3:04 pm JulieREPLY

    Agreed. I was also raised Catholic. How do you feel about the “may the dear Lord bless you” verse? My mom never sang happy birthday without that verse. ever.

    • 10-03-2013, 3:06 pm jeffREPLY

      You know, my mom reminded me of that verse when I talked to her about this post and only then did I remember singing it at every birthday. And I miss it. But facts get in the way of rants! So of course, I refuse to update the post. 🙂

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