What do you do when you find yourself alone on Valentine's Day? You find yourself a blind date. But before you could even get to the agreed meeting point, a whole new adventure starts with a stranger who asks for a ride. How could you possibly leave someone outside in the pouring rain? It's Valentine's Day, after all. And besides, what happens in the car stays in the car, right?

"Oh, for God's sake, move it already, would you?!"

I realize it a minute too late that I'm shouting in vain. Firstly, because I'm in my car and the windows are all pulled up tightly, so that they can prevent the rain from pouring in, and there is no way that idiot in the fast lane could have heard me. Okay, I know that it's called the fast lane for a reason, but still he shouldn't drive like a lunatic. Not when you can't see sod all. Secondly, it isn't his fault that I'm late. And maybe most importantly it isn't his fault that it is Valentine's Day and that I'm still single. Well, if I don't count my hook-up with Alan, but that surely doesn't count, especially considering that tonight I'm on another blind date. This proves as well that so far, they haven't worked for me. True, I got many one-night stands, but I would prefer something more substantial this time. It wasn't my fault that Alan forgot to mention that he was married, and it quite conveniently popped into his mind only after he f--ked me.

Oh, well. Seeing all the boutiques fill with hopeless romantics didn't help my mood either. Somehow I always dread this day, long before it's due. It's all about spending money you don't have, on stupid things your alleged loved one won't need. Or maybe they will just throw it in a pile with the rest they get from their other admirers. Because that's the kind of world we live in today.