What is the worst thing that happened on your birthday?

Assuming you mean literally the day of your birth:

There was a terrorist attack in Rome and Vienna’s airports. 19 dead and 140 wounded. Apparently it was a Ghaddafi thing.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rome_and_Vienna_airport_attacks

Vesuvius erupts in 79 AD.

Everyone in my country gets boiled to death.

Well, I phoned up to find out why my dad didn’t call me on my birthday. We didn’t live in the same country. I found out he’d had a heart attack a few days earlier. I was pregnant and the rest of my family decided they didn’t want to worry me… they said he was going to be fine. He died 10 days later.

Lots of other things have happened on my birthday. For me, that’s the worst.

On my 17th birthday, a “friend” gave me a date rape drug. Pretty sure nothing will ever top that one. Hopefully. It was a long time ago, I’m okay now.

I do not remember any of my trillion birthdays.

My birthday.

My dad died in his sleep. It was sometime past midnight, so, on my birthday.

Someone called out sick at work and I had to work a 16 hour shift.

My buddy Aaron bought me a bottle of Goldschläger for my 17th birthday. I got wasted and told everyone that the reason I lived with my sister was because my mom was in jail for killing my dad. Up until that point it was a secret and I had been lying saying that I came up here since the schools in LA are horrible. That was partially true. But only about 10% of the story.

I wake up in the morning and realized what I had done and instantly regretted it. A few hours later I found out that everyone already knew. My sisters friends and mine were starting to intermingle and all my sisters friends already and by extension mine did too. Everyone was kind enough to just not mention it until I was ready.

I also wet the bed that night.. Sorry Aaron. It was his bed

Joseph Stalin died the day I was born. I’m hardly a candidate for sainthood, but I think the world got a pretty good trade-off.

One year, I was playing with one of my presents, an Evel Knievel stunt motorbike toy.
You would place this thing on it’s ramped stand, wind the wheel & watch the fucker zoom across the floor. Trouble was, the Evel that “rode” the bike was just a plastic action figure & thus, had zero steering ability. This proved to be a fatal design flaw given the velocity at which it sped across the room.

A tragedy occurred when the toy slammed into my brother’s hamster cage, the front wheel jamming into the bars, poor Bongo, his little heart couldn’t take the shock, the toy was immediately confiscated, buried in the garden alongside the fallen hamster. My brother mourned while I played Buckaroo, another present, time heals :D

My boyfriend dumped me :(