I came to funny conclusion this year about Valentine’s day.
If you’re in love, or married, or in any relationship (be it honest or a game), you kinda like Valentine’s day and look forward to it, no matter how old you are. My colleagues are all married or in a relationship, and they all had their expectations for this love day. One was hoping for a romantic dinner and a gift (of course, women hate it all if no blue box appears to top everything, and we always reply: you have done so much, there was no need…bla bla bla), another for a trip. an escapade (and a gift of course), one wanted a romantic night and plenty of hot kinky sex (and a gift of course)…. It’s nice to see the joy this day spreads around women. And boys i really hope you did your job well this year.
the funny thing about this day is how much it is hated by loners. we dread it and think it’s extremely stupid, insulting, outrageous and should be illegalized. We kinda liked it much more and waited for it anxiously when we had some story going on.
hmmm…. Einstein’s relativity concept i guess… it does work perfectly in this case…
I hated Valentine’s day this year. My kids got me a teddy bear holding a heart and that was the sweetest thing that kept me from sobbing the whole fucking night.
so screw you cupid, I warn you, you better visit me for next year or i’m taking out my rage on you….