This comes in a day (or two) late but carrying flowers with you on Valentine's Day is probably the worst idea ever. The womankind glare at the flowers, then you, then back to the flowers as if saying, "You ugly bitch, who got YOU flowers?" and the menfolk? They give you this unnerving look saying, "Why did you have to go around flaunting your flowers? See this whiny bitch next to me who's never satisfied with anything I do? NOW SHE'LL WANT FLOWERS TOO!" And me being me, I'd just hang my head low, staring at the ground, thinking, "They are for my best friend. From her boyfriend. Who lives in another city. I am as single and as miserable as they come."