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No Apologies

I was speaking to a co-worker today about our weekends.  It was her birthday Sunday as well as Father's day.  I did not broach the subject of Father's day as I lost mine 14 years ago and she lost hers about 3 years ago.  I told her I had the opportunity this past weekend to do something that I don't do often enough.  I purchased flowers - roses - for no reason but to surprise my girlfriend.  My girlfriend dislikes the title girlfriend/boyfriend for people our age.  She thinks of teenagers when you speak of girlfriend/boyfriend.  I have no problem with those titles.  But I digress.  My gal pal mentioned with a protruding turned down lower lip that her fiance did not get her flowers for her birthday.  I was surprised because this guy is a prince from everything I have ever heard about him.  She asked me why I got the flowers.  I told her it was Flag Day.  They were Flag Day flowers.  We both had a good giggle.  But the truth is I did it with no purpose or reason.  No ulterior motives.  No wooing for a potential roll in the hay or any other grain.  I did it just because I could.





I told my co-worker that I have a belief - a code.  

My code-rule:  

You never give a gift -flowers, candy, toys, clothing, etc.- to apologize for an indiscretion, fight or argument.

It has nothing to do with the flowers she did not receive or the ones I gave.  I'm sure hers was an oversight.  Mine was for pure adoration.  Let's face it guys.  If we give our ladies sexy lingerie it's more a gift to us then them.  I'm still not so sure that women really like the "whale tails" or dental floss up their cracks.



Giving gifts as apologies would totally negate the items' future pleasure effects.  Of course, my gal friend pointed out that if offered fully paid trips to Bermuda, Bimini, Barbados or any country in the Caribbean beginning with the name Saint would be an acceptable apology.  I, of course, ceded to her on that point.

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