I don't believe in Valentine's Day There. I said it. You can now join in with everyone else I know and start to throw rotten tomatoes at me.
I'm supposed (note:supposed) to be on-air Monday the 14th, and I've been planning my show for the last few weeks. I was (note:was) going to play anti-love songs, and get people to request their favourite non-love songs, or dedicate songs to their pets, or to ex-lovers. Songs like "She F*king Hates Me.", "I Hate Everything About You" - both the Three Days Grace and Ugly Kid Joe versions, Tammy Wynette's "D.I.V.O.R.C.E." and even throw in some Corrs "I Never Really Loved You Anyway." People would be able to request a love song, but only if they were dedicating it to me.
I was telling my listeners all about this, when the station manager looked into the window and shook her head. Once I put the next song on, and got off-air she comes in. "No, you can't do that. We're doing love requests and dedications all day. The entire radio is doing it."
I argued that it was only one hour, and would be a bit of fun, and that not everyone had a partner and I don't celebrate the day.
"Well you can't do it. You'll be playing love songs."
So I told her that I wouldn't be coming in that day then. And she said:
"Well, it would be best for the radio station if you didn't do your show that day then."
BEST FOR THE STATION?!?!?! WTF?!? All I want is one freaking hour where people who aren't in relationships, or have just broken up with someone, or had their partner die not have to listen to sentimental love ballads with messages like "Dearest Pookie. I will always wuv you. You're my soul mate. Your Little Flower." or somesuch.
And I admit, I have had really bad experiences in the past with V-days. V-Days where "Well-meaning" friends have sent me anonymous cards from a secret admirer, and watched me float for a few hours before saying "I sent that. I thought it was sad that you hadn't got one yet." Or having to sit there, and watch a friend get flowers from a guy she doesn't even really like, but accepting them anyway, 'cause it was V-day.
So I'm not allowed to do my show. I can't have 60 minutes of love-freeness. The radio station was starting to bug me before this, but this just took the cake for me.
Obviously, I am destined for hell. Bah freakin' un-loving humbug.