I was up early, and at the store by six AM. When I arrived, there was already a customer, waiting for the store to open.
From six to seven, there was a regular stream of customers, all male.
And it stayed like for the rest of the day, plus the usual customers.
A steady stream of men.
A steady stream of heterosexual men.
A steady stream of poor, poor, pussywhipped heterosexual men.
In fact, the stream was building in momentum as the morning came to a close.
Very few of the men were smiling, by the way. Many of them looked downright grim.
Gina, who runs the Florist's department, is going to have phenomenal sales once again this year.
There were a few women buying flowers and other gifties, but not nearly as much as the men, and they usually had their girlfriends with them.
Occasionally, there was the guessably gay fellow getting something for his sweetie.
There were no straight women getting gifties for their fellows, as far as I could tell.
Nope, for the most part Valentine's Day is men giving gifties to their ladies fair, but not vice versa.
At least, gifties that involve spending money.
And that is the supermarket report for today.
