Ginny, Logan, and I were Wal-Marting (it’s a verb, look it up) yesterday, and I decided to pop over to the greeting card aisle to grab a card for my dad, whose birthday is this week. As I was surveying the available selections, I noticed several other patrons (mostly women) who were browsing nearby for Valentine’s Day cards. That’s right, folks, Valentine’s Day. That’s almost a month away.
In a rather frustrated tone, I exclaimed to the group, “You know, people like you are the reason there are no good cards left for me to buy on February 13th!”
I promptly collected my dad’s card and slowly backed away from the aisle amid the silence and the scowling faces.