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Originally Posted by 1911
i decided to change my ways...next year and every event after i will make more memorable and special.
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Valentine's Day is not a holiday, 1911. It is a series of memory tests involving moments that would only seem significant to a schizophrenic; cunningly set conversational snares which, if not sidestepped, entitle your adversary to hours of really satisfying sulking; and all-or-nothing rounds of minute body language interpretation (though
finger interpretation is always slightly less grueling). The grand prize for answering correctly is not being forced to wear the scarlet p*nis cap. Merely expending effort will not always cinch a winning outcome.
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Originally Posted by Graz
Most of the evening was great . . . but somehow after dinner (while we were still sitting in the restaurant) things ended up in a some kinda wierd, blowout argument. . . .
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This sounds like a wretched night I experienced a few years back. Somehow, my having made dinner arrangements at Le Tableau before larding her with gifts (chocolate was involved) proved insufficient for this Mengele in a Wig. Apparently, my rather exacting ladypal had "really wanted" a handwritten piece of music -- though she hadn't felt it necessary to beat me to death with hints.
At the dinner table, she misinterpreted all of my silences as mocking, and ascribed a deflating tone to everything I said. Thus, "your necklace is beautiful" became "that 'necklace' you're wearing (snicker, giggle, point)? It's really (titter, eye-roll) . . . how should I put this? . . .
fetching, my fifth-wheel-riding white trash whoopie cushion. Wherever did you buy it -- the Rhinestone Incest Emporium?"
Incredibly, we were still dating when the next Hallmark Servitude Day approached. I was warned in advance not to buy anything because, apparently, the previous holiday had been "traumatic." Even so, we did exchange endearments (I believe she called me a dick).
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This Val Day was rather easier on me, since the snowstorm capped my current cherubic chinchilla's mounting anxiety. This afforded more mounting glee for me (her corsage-free mountebank).