We counted carnations.Like a scene directly out of "Mean Girls."
"Taylor Zimmermann, two for you. Glenn Coco? FOUR for you, Glenn Coco! You go, Glenn Coco. And none for Gretchen Wieners, bye."
Luckily I was always on the Taylor Zimmermann end of things. But never got the glory of being the Glenn Coco of the LSH Student Council Valentine's Day carnation sale.
Every year. You sat. And waited. And wondered. All day in class. Flitting in and out of reality only when Mr. Turek the history teacher/football coach directed a question at you in the same voice he yells at his players with.
Just who set their $2 aside for you this year? And what color would they send you? Yellow for friendship? White for secret admirer? Pink for love? Red for passion?
I think I must've watched way too many John Hughes movies in high school because I always expected something wonderful and earth shattering to happen. Why I expected some grand love confession via the student council carnation sale every year, I don't know. No one confesses their love via the student council carnation sale. And if they do, how unclassy is that? Money wise it's the difference between buying a big cookie for dessert from the lunch ladies and deciding, "Hmm. I think I would like a girlfriend this year for Valentine's Day."
This year I think I'll stick with the big cookie.
Well. That and my two dozen roses and box of chocolates from Seth the Southern Charmer.
Singles Awareness Day, Valentine's Day, Thursday...whatever you want to call it, I hope you have a happy one. With lots of big cookies. :)
2 comments:
Amy, I just want to say that I truly enjoy reading your blog. Jenny forwarded me the link when you first started and I read it everyday. I feel a little stalker-ish, but it's entertaining, and really clever writing. This Seth the Southern Charmer seems all his name would suggest he is. Good luck!
Jacki Yenter
Holy insane high school flashback, Amy! Carnations ... waiting ... Turek ... AUGH! ;)
Lisa J.
(I have no blogspot account, so my only option is posting anonymously ... boo. :P)
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