This year, I am once again not celebrating Valentine’s Day. Silly holidays such as this interfere with one’s career. So, I’m crushing rocks all day and then going to the orthodontist and then returning to lab to crush MORE rocks. Yep. Take that, Valentine’s Day. Rather than indulging in the usual mush, I’m spending two hours at the dentist and then working all night. Why? Because I believe that my denstist visit and my rock crushing are a much better use of my time. I mean, I’d much rather have three dental students poke around my teeth and then go cover myself in rock dust than receive presents and then go to dinner and a movie.
Anyone else on strike* from Valentine’s Day?
If not, I hope that you are celebrating with someone wonderful. Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!
*Please not that being on strike is very different– idealistically, emotionally, and psychologically– from not having a date on Valentine’s Day. I’m choosing not to have a date. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.