Pop! Goes my Valentine Ego

If there was only one Super Bowl ad that really spoke to working girls this year, it would have to be Teleflora's laugh-out-loud funny "talking flowers" ad.

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Now we all know Valentine's Day is tomorrow. And if I don't say so myself, I think the men got off easy this year. Because I mean, let's admit, we all want to be "that girl" at work whose man gets her a gorgeous array of flowers delivered to her desk on Valentine's Day, right? It could even be from mom, a roommate, a random cute stranger a la romantic comedy plot cliche ... who cares!

But with Valentine's Day on a Sunday this year, is it still required of guys to send their gals flowers a little early on Friday, just so that she can feel special in front of all her work friends? Do guys even think ahead like that, or is it just me? Some of us even had Friday off for President's Day. So what then, a Thursday delivery? Way too early, in my opinion. And the marketing side in me is also asking, well, Teleflora Marketing Dept, was your ad really worth the $2.5-$2.8M for 30 seconds of air-time when it happens to be the one year guys can technically get away with not sending anything at all?

Well, at any rate, Teleflora's ad was very effective in sticking in my mind and creating a perception that flowers in a box are lousy. (A real bummer, yeah?)

It's my husband who didn't get the message.

So my birthday was Thursday. Hubs, as sweet as he is, has gotten into a little habit of combining these two uber-major holidays into one since they're only three days apart. What will typically happen is that he'll get me flowers delivered to work on my birthday which end up lasting through Valentine's Day, so when all's said and done, on Valentine's Day I still have flowers on my desk. And bragging rights.

(I guess I can't blame him and expect two flower deliveries within three days, can I? Although one can only hope ...)

Back to Thursday. So as my team and I were headed out for my birthday lunch, we notice a ProFlowers.com box at the reception desk. At first, some of the girls (myself included) were all, "Aww! Someone got flowers!" when almost immediately, the conversation turned to the Teleflora Super Bowl ad and how hilarious it was, and, kinda true. In no time, not a single one of us was jealous anymore of whoever those flowers were for.

Skip to post-lunch and we're walking back into the office. Guess what's on my desk?

I wanted to feel happy, excited and special, but um, they're flowers in a box ... Awkward!

The girls got a huge kick out of this and gathered round while I opened the box to see if indeed they were dead and smelly. For a second, I thought for sure I'd hear some snarky comments coming from the box, "Is he your cousin or didja meet him in prison?"

Well, they weren't dead, they were nice. Although they were a little on the wilty side, and the roses were not your top of the line roses, you know, the huge must-be-on-steroids-looking kind of roses.

I still felt special ........ Especially since I told Hubs not to get me flowers this year to save some cash. Awwwwww. It's still the thought that counts.

Tell us your Valentine's Day work stories! Would love to hear them.