Okay.. what I'm about to say is a tad snotty, but the snot is well earned.
Valentine's Day this year was just another day. I've been on and off dating a guy (mostly off) for the better part of 14 years. Yes, I'm stupid, but that's my minor point. This year, for the first time EVER from him, I got flowers. I was FLOORED! I felt special and girly and all squishy inside. THIS is what it feels like to get flowers?! I love it!
I call him that night to say thank you, they are GORGEOUS, but instead get:
"I need to be honest. I did everything I could to cancel them because between the price of delivery and the price of the flowers it ended up being a lot of money. But the person I got on the customer service number had trouble understanding me, and I her, so she basically confirmed the order rather than cancel....but you are TOTALLY WORTH IT!".
Pffft! NOW do you understand the title...and the snot?
For those 8 minutes before I made the thank you call, it was nice, but he totally pooped all over my V-day with the explanation of my worthiness of the flowers.
I used the meshing wrap and FTD banner and card as part of the LO...ya know, cuz he spent so much!!