Feb 14, 2009
Valentine’s Day at the Giant
I go to the Giant at 7 am as I do most Saturdays, and I’m surprised to see the parking lot so full. Usually it’s me, that older gent, and that lady. I know them all by sight if not by name. Today though…cars galore.
“What could this be”, I ask myself.
All sorts of thoughts skip through the playground of my mind as I grab my cart and wheel unsteadily through the doors. And to my right, what do my eyes see in the florist department? Why, men, men, men. All searching roses, balloons, hee.
So, for all those naysayers out there thinking the economy will be hard on the florists…well, it might be on the nice, fancy ones. But your local Giant? They can still depend on the sheer terror that is a man on Valentine’s Day.
