Spending Valentine’s Day as a singleton
Valentine's Day has come and gone, but what was it like for all us singletons?
As someone who last had a Valentine’s date when he was nine, I am well versed in the art of enduring Valentine’s Day on my own.
Even as a single person, the sight of all the hearts, roses and chocolates being shoved in your face is almost unavoidable.
Everywhere you turn, be it a garage, an intersection, or simply a fast food outlet, all you can see is hearts.
Couples – it gets seriously old when, year after year, we wake up on Valentine’s Day, check our phones and begin our day by noting that you updated your social media status with a photo of you and your significant other, saying how much you love them, at 00.01am.
Come on guys, that’s not how we want to start our day.
To us, Valentine’s Day often means next-to-nothing. I even had to double-check the date on Wednesday when filling in a form.
And while I was waiting in line at a grocery store, I was asked (by another singleton), “What’s all the fuss with the roses?” to which I replied that it’s Valentine’s Day. His response? “Again? I’m tired of this s***”.
Now if that doesn’t point out the insignificance of Valentine’s Day to single people, then heaven alone knows what will.
The day is not only filled with the constant gagging at all the love being shoved down your throat, but also the constant question, “Don’t you feel lonely?”
To everybody who wants to know, some of us really just don’t care and are more than happy with the self-love we provide to ourselves.
At work, there’s a 90 per cent chance that the majority of the staff wore red, and at least half of them either got surprise gifts from their significant others, or are telling everybody how wonderful their breakfast in bed was.
By the time you get home, you just want to get into your pyjamas, make a quick meal, wrap yourself in a blanket and watch movies, in the hope that your neighbours aren’t planning to have children in November.
You then wake up happily on the 15th, in anticipation of all of the knock-down prices on the chocolates that the guys who slept in the dog’s kennel forgot to buy for their significant others.
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