Picture it. Valentines Day. 2011.
I hadn't been without a Valentine in almost a decade.
The day went by just fine. I didn't make a big deal about it. In general I don't. It's fun, but not the Superbowl for hopeless romantics.
But then around 6pm some flowers were delivered. I was so excited, and so pleasantly surprised that somebody thought of me.
I opened the box, and looked at the card. It read something like this:
" Dear Judy, Blah blah blah....Love love blah."
Um, my name isn't Judy.
Crap- I opened somebody elses flowers.
How terrible. Not just for me, but for the recipient.
It's so random that I thought to share that- But there you go.
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