I thought I'd surprise my wife this year. In the 25 years I've known her I have never given her a gift on St Valentines Day. Well, apart from the first year. This has never bothered her since she doesn't bother with it herself.
So I thought I'd surprise her. Just to let her know I really don't take our love for granted (getting soppier with age). So I ordered a single red rose along with card and bottle of red wine online and arranged for it to be delivered to her work.
She phoned me this morning (Valentines Day) telling me she'd had a phone call from her work, telling her she had flowers, wine and card delivered. She then informed me she was attending a seminar today and wouldn't be going to work as normal, and now it meant that instead of making her way straight home early, she would now have to detour back to work to pick up the symbols of my undying, infinite love and then make her way home, carrying this burden of my affection on public transport.
Love hurts....
Never again.