Valentine’s Day. Pfft.

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My mother sent me this Valentine and wrote, "I'm not sure what the one on the ground has in mind, but happy Valentine's Day anyway." Nice.

My Aunt Mary also sent me some beautiful old Haviland plates that have pink roses on them, and I took pictures of them and now I cannot find the $#%#@@& pictures anywhere up in here and am annoyed. Trust me. They are lovely.

This used to be my favorite holiday. Before life took a, you know, turn and my heart got smashed to bits and cupids started liking anal.

I must run to my interview now, and do you know this is my third interview on Valentine's Day? What are the chances? The first one I had on Valentine's Day was for a major floral company, where I worked in LA. It was one of my favorite jobs ever. I only left it because we moved here like eeediots.

The next year I was working at that job, happy as a clam, and one night the phone rang. It was this company where I'd interviewed the year before and never heard back. "We were so impressed with you when you were here a year ago," they said. "There's another position opening and it pays 11 million dollars a minute. Would you be interested in coming to interview?"

I really wasn't interested, but it really did pay a ton, and it was close to my house, which in LA means a lot, because I don't know if you've heard about the TRAFFIC there. There's this thing they have there with the freeways and the cars and the many many people. I was driving an hour each way to go 16 miles to the flower job.

Plus did I mention the big big pay they were offering?

So I went there, to that interview, and it was Valentine's Day, and people were getting flowers at the front desk that I recognized as "our" flowers from my current workplace, and do you know they had me meet with five or six different people, one after the other, with no breaks and no offer of coffee or water or anything?

I later heard that's what they do to kind of see how you perform in dire circumstances. Yeah, thanks.

Afterwards, I got back to my real workplace, where we all had on jeans and no one was getting flowers because we were flowered out at that place, and it was all so fun and creative and I loved everyone and I said, yeah no. No 11 million dollars is worth it. I loved that job. Did I mention that? Plus it's not like I didn't make decent money there, either.

And now here I am, jobless, having to drive an hour for an interview on Valentine's Day again. The CIRRRCLE of LIFE!

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Boom. Again.

I tried to get Edsel to be Circle of Life this time.

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Didn't work. He's not so easy to lift.

And no, I didn't get shoes from Zappos. Those are my tax documents. I had my taxes done yesterday, speaking of 11 million dollars.

Okay, am off. Will let you know how it goes. Happy stupid stupid stupid Valentine's Day.

143 thoughts on “Valentine’s Day. Pfft.

  1. I went to vocational school for floral design (during my last year of high school) & also worked at a florist. I *LOVED* working at the florist. I also worked as a travel agent. My 2 favorite jobs… People are mostly NICE at those places (for a customer service type job). Unfortunately, they don’t pay very well.
    I hope that you receive good news on the job front soon!

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  2. I did not get to work at a flower shop–it was the corporate offices of a major floral delivery company. You have all heard of this company. They advertise during the Super Bowl. Anyway, we got free flowers sometimes so that was cool.

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  3. Late to the Pie party today. This morning my husband wished me a happy Valentine’s Day, then said, “you’re my honey and I’m your bee.” I said, “you’re my honey and I’m your Tee.” Bahhhh. We refuse to buy cards and I requested no candy years ago. I’m just so thrilled he cooked dinner after being in the doctor’s office for almost four hours with my Mom.
    I sure hope you get the job at beautiful workplace.
    Hulk, you are a sweetheart and teaching your daughter how she should be treated by a boy friend/future husband AND you were so sweet to your girls on the team. Hope your team wins.

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  4. I like Mom’s card to you, the little standing cupid has a little pink peaker and doggie style cupid looks like he wants to be piggy.

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  5. I like Mom’s card to you, the little standing cupid has a little pink peaker and doggie style cupid looks like he wants to be piggy.

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  6. I like Mom’s card to you, the little standing cupid has a little pink peaker and doggie style cupid looks like he wants to be piggy.

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  7. JG is looking forward to buying some 1/2 off V-Day cookies and cream candy bars because they are the only candy that is somewhat tasty. says:

    Because Mindy asked somewhere up there in the comments: yeah, I lost my sense of smell (and therefore taste) because of a viral sinus infection. It sucks. Nothing smells like it should. Most food smells/tastes weird or bad. Worse, some food has the same odor as garbage and poop. And, worst of all, there’s no way to fix it. However, another bonus: kitty poop is now odorless.

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  8. Tee, you and your husband are too cute! Gosh, JG, losing your sense of smell and taste takes all the fun out of eating. So sorry.
    I guess June didn’t find any stray puppies today. Sadly, did you read about the woman who stopped for what she thought was a wounded animal in the road and was then killed when hit by cars? Be very careful about stopping for animals and NO texting while driving.

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  9. Tee, you and your husband are too cute! Gosh, JG, losing your sense of smell and taste takes all the fun out of eating. So sorry.
    I guess June didn’t find any stray puppies today. Sadly, did you read about the woman who stopped for what she thought was a wounded animal in the road and was then killed when hit by cars? Be very careful about stopping for animals and NO texting while driving.

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  10. Tee, you and your husband are too cute! Gosh, JG, losing your sense of smell and taste takes all the fun out of eating. So sorry.
    I guess June didn’t find any stray puppies today. Sadly, did you read about the woman who stopped for what she thought was a wounded animal in the road and was then killed when hit by cars? Be very careful about stopping for animals and NO texting while driving.

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  11. Once you mailed me a dress and it came in a Zappos box! I don’t know why I remember that, but I noticed the Zappos box in your picture and thought you must have lots of shoes…

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