See, to me it is a big scam. Once a year, men and women who normally do nothing special for their honey-baby-mine outside of birthdays and Christmas, are guilt driven by
displays shoving it down their throats some creative marketing to do something to prove their love. They don’t do it because they were driving home from work, or out running errands and thought, “wow, I love my sweet schnookems, I think a little token of my love is in order“, at which time they buy a card, or candy bar, or flowers, and surprise their dear, sweet cupcake. The only reason they think to buy love gifts is because everyone else is doing it so there is pressure. Not only from store displays, but billboards, TV and radio commercials.
Let me help you realize something…people don’t feel special if you are guilted in to doing something for them, no matter where the pressure is coming from. Special is being the only woman in an office building of hundreds that gets flowers, out of the blue, for NO reason other than being loved by someone who was thinking about you. It isn’t special when there are 50 florist delivery trucks in and out of the complex dropping off flowers for dozens of women because for a change their man did something special. Not to mention that for what he paid for those flowers on Valentine’s Day he could have sent her flowers 4 different times on other days. The prices are jacked up because it is a heavily promoted scam to bilk a bunch of money out of people.
If I am special, I want those unnecessary tokens (unnecessary because one’s kiss, touch, hug, attention etc should speak their affection on a daily basis, with some passion and feeling and not just when they want a little some-some) when no one else is getting them. I want it to be because I was thought of and as a surprise (it isn’t a surprise if everyone is doing it on a national holiday) not because it is expected. If it takes a month of advertising to bring me to mind enough to pressure someone into spending far more than they would if they thought of me on their own..then I must not be that special and would rather they just didn’t bother.
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