My husband has the opportunity to work with quite the cast of characters. One of these being an older British woman. Let me share a little conversation had between these two. (and I may be paraphrasing here- especially with my liberal use of the word "crap")
Husband: So, Valentines Day? Crap holiday, huh?
Older British Lady: Oh the bloody worst. My husband and I been married [enter a large sum of years here] and we never did anything special. We love each other every day of the year.
-- sidebar: here is the point in which you think Older British Lady is giving sage advice--
Husband: Well, my wife was trying to be sweet and made me breakfast this morning.
--secondary sidebar: he neglects to mention I made PINK PANCAKES. I think I should get mad props for being so festive... and waking up early to do so--
Older British Lady: (harumph) This morning?! I made my husband breakfast *every* morning... *American* women...
I really want to meet this woman.