Hot Takes: Valentine’s Day, an example of our lust for love

Can you do me a favor? Go ahead and inhale deeply through your nose. Get a big, hearty whiff of that smell. Do you smell that? The aroma of flowers and chocolates and your money burning before your very eyes.

Yes, it must be Valentine’s Day. Now before you call me a cynic, hater or fun-ruiner, hear me out for a second. Valentine’s Day is just one of many, MANY pointless holidays that millions of people are going to waste their time, productivity and money on this year. I don’t hate love, but I do hate Valentine’s Day. Here’s why:

Basically, anything you buy on Valentine’s Day, or on the days leading up to it, is going to be at least twice the regular price for no other discernable reason other than it being Valentine’s Day.
So, you’ll be paying especially more for things such as flowers, candy, dinner, cards and gifts because it’s the 14th and not the 15th . It’s absolutely ridiculous that you could essentially have an equally special date on September 5th , for example; roll out the dough for dinner, a movie, etc., and pay probably almost half of what you would on Valentine’s Day.

Call me cheap, but Valentine’s Day seems a whole lot like a big con to me. While this holiday can take a toll on you if you’re in a relationship, it’s an even bigger annoyance to all the singles out there. It’s bad enough that for the other 364 days out of the year, social media is full of lovey dovey kiss and huggy posts from everyone and their mother about the relationship they’re in. Valentine’s Day is like the Mecca of relationship showcasing on social media.

Every other post is of some obnoxious couple doing mundane things, except now they have roses or hearts or a puppy. You won’t win my heart over that easily, even if you do try to exploit my soft spot for dogs. If someone doesn’t want to see all the relationship posts any other day of the year, then why would they want to suffer through them all on Valentine’s Day?

Another reason singles tend to hide away on Valentine’s Day is the immense pressure put upon them by their taken friends. Nothing is worse than having friends nag you on and on to tag along with them and their partner for Valentine’s Day shenanigans. Being the dreaded third-wheel is one of the worst experiences a human being can ever endure, and I would not wish it upon my worst enemy. Sitting across the table, aimlessly fidgeting with your silverware while the lovebirds across from you are slowly devolving into get-a- room territory? Yikes.
Don’t even get me started on the so-called mascot of Valentine’s Day. No, I’m not talking about St. Valentine; I’m talking about Cupid. The pudgy, winged, man/baby that follows people around shooting them with his love arrows. Do I really need to say anything else to stress how terrifying that is?

Ultimately, Valentine’s Day is just a big con probably started by a coalition of florists, candy producers and the mailmen so they could all get one day out of the year to really cash in on America’s mindless lust for love. It’s boring, it’s unoriginal and it should just be locked up and thrown away like an old pair of socks. So, good luck out there today. Hopefully you all have a very regular day.

With that being said, if you’re looking for that special someone, feel free to give my various dating profiles a look-see. I’m on Golfmates, FarmersOnly, SeaCaptainDate and VampirePassions. Simply looking for love, and if you’ve got a vested interest in golf, farming, oceanic adventuring and vampires, hit me up.