Singles Awareness Day
2/14/01
hate (hayt) v. 1. regard with extreme
aversion; detest. 2. dislike. --n. 1. an extreme feeling of
dislike or animosity; hatred. 2. a person or thing detested.
The above is the Funk & Wagnalls definition
of the word "hate." I only use it in extreme circumstances; I hate
couscous. I hate the Red Sox. I hate DC traffic.
And, I hate Valentine's Day.
There is something peculiar about
Valentine's Day that I just don't like. My friend Monica and I had
breakfast this past weekend and she talked with much energy how much
she too hates Valentine's Day; she hates it so much she has taken to
calling it Singles Awareness Day, which sadly summarizes the day for
those not formally attached to another person. In fact, almost
every single person that I spoke to this week to do research on this
day met my questions with the same vigor:
They all hate Valentine's Day.
So, why, you ask? I have been trying to sum
it all up into an executive summary of what is wrong with this day.
So, here we go.
-->The idea that love is more important
on Valentine's Day
Let's face it--for many couples, they seem
to express the sentiment of love more fully on Valentine's Day than
any other day. For whatever reason, a couple is more likely to have
a nice dinner, make love or hit that countryside bed-and-breakfast
on Valentine's Day JUST BECAUSE IT IS VALENTINE'S DAY. Doesn't that
strike you as strange?
I don't know about anybody else, but I am
looking to get my swerve on (don't worry, Dad, the kids are saying
that these days) and get "all up in it" all year with a ladyfriend
if I had the opportunity. I love people all year long, so why
should I feel pressured to make a big deal out of this day? Ladies
are very good here about pressure...which we will get to in a
minute. But, guys I know are always scrambling to do something on
Valentine's Day solely because it is February 14th...which is all
wrong to me.
-->Ridiculously festive people wearing
red
On Valentine's Day--and this day only--I go
out of my way to make sure that I have nothing red on, not even my
boxers. Nothing! I got to work today and it seemed like every
person in the office was wearing red. Everyone, even some of the
men. Red sweaters, red pants, red-framed glasses, red wristwatches,
red belts, red shoes, red blah blah blah blah blah and I wanted to
gouge myself!! It was a sea of blood red and all I wanted to do was
drown. Ironically, I showed up at work in my Ladies Man costume
(for pictures of this hilarious costume, e-mail me at work) on
Halloween last year and I was one of about 10 people at our
2000-person home office that was in a costume. This, my friends,
seems like a messed-up priority list; I put Halloween WAY above
Valentine's Day in terms of holiday fun. Of course, the one benefit
of Valentine's Day is some good-ass candy; my workmate Christine
handed out Valentine's Spree hard candies and Ghirardelli chocolate,
and it made some of the burning in my eyes go away from red
overexposure.
-->Valentine's Day is a woman's holiday
Think about it--all of the pressure for
Valentine's Day starts with the ladies. Every single guy that I
talked to in the last week about their plans for Valentine's Day
said the same thing about why they were planning to do XYZ with
their girlfriend/fiancée/wife: because they know that if they
don't, they can kiss that girl goodbye! Now, the girls we were
talking about, some were more lenient than others. For some guys, a
card and a smile was sufficient. For others, it better be a damned
nice dinner followed by some nighttime...activities to remember. As
an example, Chuck got "off the hook" with Valentine's Day activities
this year because he dropped some big coin on that little engagement
ring that he bought for his fiancée last November. But, "off the
hook" for him was still flowers, dinner, and a "gick" (gift
certificate, GC) to the local spa/tanning salon. I asked him why he
was doing all of this, even given his claim that this would be a
slower year on V-Day, and his response was pure guy:
"Cause, man!"
Cause, if he didn't, his fiancée would whoop
his white ass all over God's green earth.
-->Singles Awareness Day
The big losers of Valentine's Day are
clearly those who are easily influenced by the pressure our popular
media creates for singles. Some of you may have claimed that it
really is "no big deal" that you are presently single, but I know
the truth--you can only see so many Victoria's Secret commercials
with models in lace before you think about how nice it would be to
be buying clothes for someone nearly that hot.
Being a single can be very tough on this
day; it can be little things, like seeing people around you being
even more snuggly than usual out in public parks. Maybe it is
something like what happened to me tonight, where my roommate
Keith's girlfriend came to town to surprise him, so being the single
guy for the night I was nudged to "make myself scarce" when the
couple both came over. Or, most likely it is the constant
questioning from your friends and co-workers who ask, usually in a
wink-wink style of cheese reserved solely for talking about
relationships, "Who is going to be YOUR valentine for the night?"
When you say you will spend it watching a college basketball game,
they look at you like you have just taken an open Three Musketeers
bar from a crippled four-year-old girl. You know the look—head
shaking from side to side, looking at you pitifully while giving you
the worst guilt trip of all time by just searing their eyes through
your chest. And then they say, "Oh, that's too bad...maybe next
year!"
Then, you reply "Maybe" and go back to your
business. But, you can't remove the image of that person wearing a
red leather dress.
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