Valentine's Day is full of emotional landmines. Guys - what was your worst Valentine's Day ever? Let's share the pain and group-hug it out...
Mystery Man says:
I try to be a romantic, on the quiet. I usually fail. Took my lady to Paris (France, not Texas, she doesn't like guns much) for Valentines one year. Went to a nice restaurant, lovely meal, good bottle of champagne and at the end I got down on one knee in front of her. The diners around stopped and watched, they could guess what was going to happen. I reached into my pocket as I asked her to marry me and found - nothing. Some bastard had picked my pocket while I was sitting there in the damned restaurant and taken the ring, box and all. City of Romance my a*s.
Reformed Player says:
I had the classic, a girlfriend decide to break up with me on Valentine's Day. It actually worked out great, I spent all of Valentine's drinking heavily and shouting obscenities at the TV, a Valentine's tradition I've continued to this day.
Girls' BFF says:
My worst Valentine's Day basically consisted of me being set up on a date with a chick who was at least five years younger than me in age and twelve years younger in spirit by a cousin of mine. Not that I have any issue talking about the cultural significance of Britney Spears but there's a time and place for everything. Let's just say, that was the longest trip through the KFC drive thru in history. Oh, and my cousin was placed on the "supervised decision" list when it comes to anything even remotely involving making choices.
Funny Guy says:
Once upon a time in a decade far away, I dated an evil, self-absorbed witch at my college. On Valentines Day I had a dinner and movie planned. She agreed. I got dressed all-fancy, which meant I washed my jeans and wore a new rubber band in my ponytail.
That night, with a flower in my hand, I waited, and waited, and waited, for her in the lobby of her dorm. Where was she? ...Two hours later she appeared: high, drunk and unapologetic; she was merely hanging out with the cool, hot guys down the hall!
Boy, I miss Higher Education
Gal Pal says:
My college crush and I once decided to host a President's Day party as an anti-Valentine's Day event. Things were going smashingly - the party was a hit and I even ended up making out with my crush at the end of the night. (God bless, Abe Lincoln!) But when I wouldn't agree to go all with the guy, he found another "first lady" to sneak into his bedroom that night and I turned in my resignation on that relationship.
It was the third grade. (Or maybe second.) I stayed up late the night before Valentine's Day constructing a nice homemade card for my then crush, Caroline ICantRememberHerLastName. My grandma helped with the cutting and gluing and glittering while we watched "ALF," or maybe it was "Family Ties." The next day in class, I presented my romantic opus to Caroline. "Thanks," she said, slightly taken aback by the size and general glittery-ness of the thing. (What? Glitter is neat when you're in third grade.)
I sat back down, awaiting a similar personalized love note. What I got was a generic My Little Pony valentine with "Be mine" or "You're Sweet" inscribed under a drawing of Wind Whistler, or maybe it was Buttons, I could never keep them straight. She never spoke of my glitter-encrusted love missive again.
Awww, Nick. That story makes my heart hurt! I want to hug you and feed you cookies. She didn't deserve your devotion; nothing says "I love you" like glitter. :)
My worst Valentines day ever was my last day of high school. My boyfriend at the time had planned a romantic hike in the mountains and had left surprises up there for me HOWEVER... two of our friends had recently become single (say, the day before?) and didn't want to be alone on Valentine's day... SO we left the mountain, I never even saw the surprises and went to IHOP with them... I couldn't even kiss my boyfriend ONCE that whole day because we were being respectful of our sad and lonely friends.
I'm a good friend but it was a crappy Valentine's day.
my worst valentines day was my ex-bf's best friend's date ditched him early in the day, so he decided to tag along with my ex-bf and me. (The guy's a player so don't feel bad)
so instead of telling his friend to go home and sulk or find someone single to hangout with, the ex-bf decided to go out with the both of us --- to a spa/pool place... where the two sexes were separated = HENCE, i was in the women's area for most of the night, which equals = he totally made me be by myself on valentine's day!
AND he wasn't even sorry for it!!