Nice photo of a moody looking wall and tulips
marielito @ flickr

Pity the guy who’s out on a date and him and his female companion bump into one of those roaming flower sellers. What should he do? The flowers are over-priced and if he was going to spend money on flowers, he’d buy proper ones from a florist right? But then how can he not buy when presented with the opportunity?

Meanwhile, his female friend may not even want a lousy looking rose anyway. But then, if the guy can’t even spend $20 on a simple thing like that for her, what does that say about him? Should she continue seeing him? It’s not about the money – it’s the thought that counts right?

So the guy ends up buying the flower. Now she has to hold on to it for the rest of the night, feeling a bit awkward about it. As the night progresses, she begins to feel annoyed by having to hold on to it. Her arm is getting tired. Yet she can’t just throw it away. I mean what would that say to him? His feelings will be hurt!

Ok never mind. The guy sensing her annoyance, offers to hold the flower for her. Now he’s the one feeling awkward. He can’t help but grin at the irony of it. He bought the flower for her, and he’s the one holding it. Fuck. This is stupid. This flower is stupid! But he can’t throw it away. I mean what would that say to her? Her feelings will be hurt!

Screw it. As always, alcohol saves the day. They have a good time drinking, talking and flirting. Before you know it, they had misplaced the flower. The flower that neither of them wanted in the first place, but felt obligated to buy and to have. Ah, now they are happy and having a good time.

Then they see another flower seller walking their way. “Fuck off!” they both yelled out. As the flower seller walked away looking stunned and disgusted, they both laughed. Flowers? We don’t need no stupid flowers.

Hope you are having/had a good boinkfest. It is what we go through Valentine’s Day for isn’t it? ;)