Fuck Valentine's day.
A day manufactured to make those of us that are single and hate it feel even worse. Couples walking hand in hand, kissing on the train, whispering sweet nothings, announcements of engagements, general happiness and contentment with life. *spit*
But is this my real objection? No. This morning in a fit of silliness I bought one daffodil for each of the women in the office. No favouritism, everyone got one. Quite sweet I though, yet one of them accuses me of trying to get into her pants because of this. Are women really becoming this cynical?