How Do You Celebrate Your Birthday?

04/23/2014 4:00 AM |

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Hails from: Outside Philadelphia
These days I don’t do much, if anything. I’m 48! Maybe for my 50th I’ll do something, but usually my family just orders in Chinese or pizza and I’ll pick what we watch on TV. That is, if I don’t have to work on my birthday, which I sometimes do. My wife is the same. We have two girls and obviously those are the big deals in the family. They’re about a month apart, so we try and plan a trip in-between the two and call that the celebration.

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The Port Authority
Hails from: San Diego
I usually just go out to bars with people, which I know is boring. Last year we did it at a hookah bar, which was fun, but some of my friends weren’t into it. They were like, “This isn’t pot! This sucks!” I’m not huge into birthdays, but that’s really the only kind of event that gets people out. You end up spending a ton of money and feeling like shit the next day, but, hey, it’s your birthday. You’re supposed to feel like shit.

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The West Village
Hails from: Romania
My last birthday I did nothing. I was new to the city and my family was all back home so I wouldn’t have had anyone to celebrate with anyway. I know it sounds depressing, but it wasn’t. I’m old enough now that I don’t need to be reminded that I’m getting older. I wouldn’t want to make a big deal of it. As a child I would: we would have a party, and everyone would get sick eating sweets. But I stopped celebrating after I finished school.

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Times Square
Hails from: Pakistan
If I can, I try and take the day off work, since all I ever really want is to not do anything on my birthday. I’ll sleep an extra couple hours, take my time drinking tea and eating breakfast, then do whatever I want. My birthday is during the winter so it’s always very cold. I can’t do as much as I would with a summer birthday, but I still like it. Sometimes I get dinner with my girlfriend and friends the night before—always the night before, because there’s nothing better than having a birthday dinner and then realizing you don’t have to do anything the next day.