Part Time Valentine

Here's a little trip down memory lane:

Who remembers Valentines day when they were in Elementary school?  Wasn't it great?  I remember making little mailboxes out of construction paper and walking around to everyone's mailbox and dropping off their card.  And of course the cards with the candy was always a treat.  And you may have even got a little something extra for your crush.  I think the candy of choice back then was the sour apple blow pops.  If not, they were for my class. I always loved Valentine's Day.  I loved it when I had a Valentine and I loved it when I didn't.

I'm the type to keep my eyes open and I notice that that older we got and the more grades we advanced, the females grew to either loath, dread or love this day.  I always wondered why and one day, during either my freshman or sophomore year in high school I found out.  This is a conversation I will never forget because it is kinda heart breaking and hilarious at the same time.  The names have been changed but if she is reading this, I know you remember this conversation. lol

Me: Hey Cynthia, what's the matter? You OK?
Cynthia:  No Steve, I'm not ok.
Me:  Well, what's the matter?
Cynthia: (hard pout)  Steve, it's Valentine's Day.  And look around.  You see all of these other girls walking around with cards, balloons, teddy bears, flowers, roses and all them gifts.  And look what's in my hands. . . .NOTHING.  I look better than all of those girls and I don't have anything!  They're all ugly but they get stuff! What the hell Steve!
Me: Awwww, poor thing.  (But on the inside I am LMFAO)
Cynthia:  It just makes no sense, that's why I don't like Valentine's Day.  I gotta see all these ugly chicks walk around with stuff that I don't have.  (hard pout)
Me:  Well how about this?  I know I'm not your full Valentine but know that you are loved so I will be your part time Valentine.

After I said that, I reached in my bag, pulled out a red rose and gave one to her.  You wouldn't believe how much her face lit up and how much it made her day.  And she walked around the school with a kung fu death grip on that rose proclaiming to everyone 'I got a rose too bitches. Someone loves me too. And what?'

I know what you're thinking 'Steve, where did that rose come from?'  I had a Valentine that year but she didn't come to school that day so I gave the roses away to my female friend who didn't have Valentine.  It would later become my Valentine's Day Tradition.  Every Valentine's Day, I would come to school with at least a dozen roses and would give them away to my female friends . . . .and sell them for 5$ a piece to the fellas.  It was always a good day.  If you don't believe me, ask anybody that knew my in high school and they will vouch for me.

Sigh, just had to take that trip to memory lane real fast.