Lessons Learned: Valentine's Day Takes an Early Start
Today BitchNichole ventured into one of her favorite Hastings shops. Once inside she immediately walked over to the cookbook section to begin browsing. Almost immediately one of the sales women approached her and announced that BitchNichole was "just the woman's I've been looking for."
Of course this made BitchNichole jump thinking that perhaps this woman had mistaken her for someone else, or was perhaps preparing to sell her something she did not need. The diva cautiously asked the woman what she needed.
"Well Valentine's Day is approaching and we're looking for women such as yourself to tell us they're favorite romantic date."
The diva quickly replied "um... mine's kind of stupid I don't think you want it."
"Oh come on the mushier the better" replied the sales woman.
BitchNichole then told the woman her favorite romantic date "My best date ever involved playing scrabble at a coffee shop."
The woman let out a little giggle until she realized that our heroine was serious. "Oh that's your favorite???"
The diva nodded and the woman pushed a notepad in her direction "Okay write it down I guess and then put your initials and how long you've been married."
"Oh I'm not married!!! Actually I hope to never be married"
The woman looked at BitchNichole obviously embarrassed because she had mistaken our heroine as something she was truly not and was getting a poor suggestion of romance from a single twenty-something.
On the way out of the store the diva thought to herself about romance and V-Day. She realized that this was the first V-Day she would be spending alone in three years and she has finally reached the age where society tells her this is wrong.
After spending a good 10 minutes feeling insulted at the way the woman had pushed her romantic leanings aside BitchNichole began plotting ways to find a Valentine that would enjoy an overdose of coffee and scrabble.
Presently she's thinking that her Valentine will either be her computer, Rooms, or that darn soulmate that the psychic told her about that has yet to show up.
The search continues.
Of course this made BitchNichole jump thinking that perhaps this woman had mistaken her for someone else, or was perhaps preparing to sell her something she did not need. The diva cautiously asked the woman what she needed.
"Well Valentine's Day is approaching and we're looking for women such as yourself to tell us they're favorite romantic date."
The diva quickly replied "um... mine's kind of stupid I don't think you want it."
"Oh come on the mushier the better" replied the sales woman.
BitchNichole then told the woman her favorite romantic date "My best date ever involved playing scrabble at a coffee shop."
The woman let out a little giggle until she realized that our heroine was serious. "Oh that's your favorite???"
The diva nodded and the woman pushed a notepad in her direction "Okay write it down I guess and then put your initials and how long you've been married."
"Oh I'm not married!!! Actually I hope to never be married"
The woman looked at BitchNichole obviously embarrassed because she had mistaken our heroine as something she was truly not and was getting a poor suggestion of romance from a single twenty-something.
On the way out of the store the diva thought to herself about romance and V-Day. She realized that this was the first V-Day she would be spending alone in three years and she has finally reached the age where society tells her this is wrong.
After spending a good 10 minutes feeling insulted at the way the woman had pushed her romantic leanings aside BitchNichole began plotting ways to find a Valentine that would enjoy an overdose of coffee and scrabble.
Presently she's thinking that her Valentine will either be her computer, Rooms, or that darn soulmate that the psychic told her about that has yet to show up.
The search continues.
posted by Welsh Girl at 2:53 PM
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