I don't know if he hates me, but he seems to enjoy ruining my birthdays.
2009: I get fired on my birthday.
2010: My wife gets fired on my birthday.
2011: The police are pulling the body of a good friend of mine out of the river the day before my birthday,
And I just realized that my answer is a lot less humorous than I would have liked for a not so serious thread.
I guess there was that time my ride cymbal fell over beside my bed at 3 in the morning. That was all kinds of smurfing terrifying. I choose to blame god rather than my newbie mounting skills given that god is generally a dick. Seriously, it's in the bible.