I love you
yadda yadda yadda
flowers and candy
blah blah blah
cupid, etc, etc....
A cadre of women are standing outside my office, eating cupcakes and discussing their Valentine's plans, checking out each others nails and extolling the benefits of quickly unwrinkling their clothes in the dryer. A male coworker attempts to make his way through the gaggling mob to the printer and is assailed with paparazzi like questions of "What are you doing for Valentine's Day? What did you get your wife? Are you taking her out tonite? Did you send her flowers?" The sweat starts to bead on his forehead as he stutters his answers affirmatively and runs for his life with his hard won document. Each woman, in turn, spouts how much work they have to do and, with an air of vindicated important-ness, flaunts off to their appointed corners.
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